I wake up to a hard bang when the bus comes to harsh stop.
another night on this bus.. why did I do this to myself...
Hello, let my introduce myself. I'm Annyliese, I'm 22, and homeless. My "home" is seat 16 on this cold, dirty, uncomfortable bus.
I used to live with my dad, brothers, and my dog.
but then this cold hearted bastard came into my life and ruined it.
I have severe anxiety, chronic insomnia, and so many other things wrong with me.
I absolutely hate me name, everyone has always spelled it wrong, it never bothers me anymore.
Usually all I get from people is,
"hey bitch get out of the way" or "miss this is your stop"
I don't have a stop, I usually just attempt to sleep in alley ways.
You're probably wondering how I haven't got raped yet.
I'm not what all guys ... want.
I have wide hips, a-not-so-flat stomach and large boobs.
Seems decent? Not for Canadians I guess.
I really wish I had friends here.
or any where really...
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Hi guys, I hope you liked my first chapter of Beautiful Disasters. Its kinda short and boring this chapter but it will get better I promise <3
I'm going to see The Fault In Our Stars tonight and I'm so happy omfg you don't even know xD
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beautiful disasters || grasermc
Teen FictionPoor innocent Annyliese lives on the bus, she's had a bad life full of loss, betrayal, and way to much pain. Will moving to Canada be the best decision she makes, or the worst? "you don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world, but you do hav...
