Dear Karlie

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Karls,

I hate how I never reply to you. They keep me out so I can't but I'm used to it now- just going through tonnes of concealer so no one sees.

I'm not happy.

I don't remember when I last smiled.

Oh yeah,

I was with you.

Thanksgiving is just two weeks away but I don't know if I can hold out that long.

I feel so empty. I don't even feel pain.

The countless slaps, kick, punches, shoves, words- none of them mean anything. I accept it all like I should.

I can honestly see why they do all this stuff to me.

Thanks for the Polaroids- sometimes I almost smile looking at them but I'll smile when you're here.

Love Taylor
(13 days to go)

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