~Breath~

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*Alarm Clock*

Another day, another fucking day.
You sit up, turn your alarm clock of and emotionlessly go to the bathroom
You look at yourself in the mirror breaking apart every second, thinking about how ugly and fat you look
You turn to the shower and get in taking you clothes of I'm the proses
You turn on the water and let your sorrow go down the drain with the water

After the shower you do you skin care routine and get ready

Makeup

Makeup

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Hair

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Hair

Outfit

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Outfit

Outfit

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  You look at you thighs and arms and scratch across the newly fleshy cuts over the scared cuts

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You look at you thighs and arms and scratch across the newly fleshy cuts over the scared cuts

You clean yourself up and walk out of your house shoving your earphones in and ignoring your surroundings
You pull out a cigarette and light it taking a puff and letting the smoke flow through you, suddenly, you bump into a tall slender man and jump going out of your thoughts
You instantly get struck with an anxiety attack
You then realise the 6 other men behind him
You put your hair down and crock up

Y/N: I-I uh-hhh i-I'm s-so s-so-sorry...

The man looked down at you with soft eyes and said

???: No need to be sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going, I should be the one apologising, I'm sorry miss

You looked down and nodded, continued walking as the man watched in disbelief
What? You didn't know what to say, you ran away again

Then the thoughts come flooding in "god you stupid whore" "wtf is wrong with you!?" "Ugly freak"

You just stood there blankly looking at the sky, then the loud bass of your music blasted into your ear bringing you back to reality

*Time Skip*

You walked through the door of the cafe and walked to the back put your apron on and hid your piercings and tattoos or at least tried

Tattoos and piercings

Tattoos and piercings

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You go to the till

Y/N: h-hi how could I- help yo-
You look up and see the guy yo bumped into earlier
Instantly throw your head down

???: hi again, and yes could I please get a 2lattes, 3teas and 2coffees and maybe a blubbery muffin please

Y/N:uhh I- sure uhh $26.00 please

???: here you go

He softly smiled and walked away, you asked a boy to take the till while you made the drinks

You took the drinks and muffins to the table the boys sat put it down, handed them out and asked

Y/N: c-could I ge-get you a-any-thing else?

You asked with your head held low

???2: no thank you

???6: I love your outfit btw

Y/N: t-thank y-yo-u

With that you rushed away

*TineSkip*

Your 2 hour shift ended and you made you way to therapy

*Therapy*

Therapist: how are you y/n?

Y/N: f-fine (lie)

Therapist: have you eaten?

Y/N:y-yes (lie)

*30 mins into therapy*

The voices started... this time 10x worse

You sat there silently crying, you suddenly stood up and walked out of the room, you hear your therapist very faintly as the voices were so loud
You got out of the building went into your bad took out 3pikks and swallowed them

When the 'drug' kicked in and you came back to your senses you looked across the road and saw that same guy looking at you with a worried expression as the others talked

You turned back around shoved you earphones in your ears and took out another cigarette, lighting it then sucking up all of the smoke
You walked down the street one hand in your pocket holding your phone the other holding the cigarette
You felt a pair of hands on your shoulder so you stood still millions of thoughts coming to mind
Paranoia and anxiety taking over

Your eyes had a glossy substance costing them

You got brought back to reality by a voice

???: excuse me, you ok?

Him again...

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