She wakes up too early. Then she does her hair. She doesn't have breakfast. She doesn't care.
Puts on her make-up, she doesn't like her face. Puts on her smile. Still out of place.
Inside she's dying, she unbearably insecure. She slashes her wrists, the pain reassures.
Blood seeps out. Shuddering her breath. She stops eating. Starving her self to death.
Hey guys its been like 5 months since i updated IM SORRY!!! you guys are awesome I will hopfully keep updating today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~internet hugzzzz~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
