Once a little girl was told to sit up straight and not to sit with her legs apart, because that wasn't ladylike.
The little girl watched the boys get dirty in the mud and joined them because it looked fun.
Her father got mad because now she made the carpet dirty.
That was the same day she got a little sister who was a gift to the family.
That was when the little girl felt happy, because that day she could be dirty and sit with her legs apart, because no one cared.
Once a little girl who had grown was sweet, obeying and silent because her little sister was ill and her mother always cried.
That was when the little girl felt sad and forgotten, but mostly like a burden because her sister was dying.
The little girl watched the boys playing football in the park, but now she just watched so she wouldn't make the carpet dirty.
That was when the little girl felt sad, because that was when she cried herself to sleep and hugged a pillow in an attempt for human touch.
Once a little girl who was now older had grown angry and empty, because she screamed at her parents and they didn't care.
That was when the little sister died and the coffin was too small.
The little girl watched the boys drink till they passed out and smoke until they didn't remember their name, but now she joined them, just so she could forget about being empty.
That was when the little girl felt light, drunk, forgotten and she fell asleep with a stranger at her side or a razor in her hand in an attempt to feel something.
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The Queen Of Fuck Ups {m.c.}
FanfictionEveryone loves a good fairytale but fairy tales don't exist. All we ever get is happy never after and everyone ends up alone in the end. Small girls wait for their Prince Charming and when their prince beats them up, they accept it because it might...
