They are all skinny. Lifeless. Full of life. Merciless. Pretty. Blonde. I strive to be like them. Happy. Bubbly. Perfect. Barbies. Dolls. Pretty, blonde, skinny dolls. Perfect bodies, perfect smiles, perfect acts. Perfect.
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Finally Broken
Cerita PendekThe noises used to make me feel happy. Happiness is nostalgic to me, and now the noises sound like screams, bombs being set off right next to me. Cries of pain, sobbing. Then, silence. The silence hurts the most, and then I feel numb. I feel no pain...
