monday; 126 lbs: after lunch i snuck out the back doors to skip for the rest the day, if i went to my classes any longer, i would be dead. i stayed in the forest behind the mini-mart where i stole a water and chips. i didn't eat the chips.
tuesday; 124 lbs: the school called my home. i told my parents i was in the nurses office because i felt nauseous. they let me stay home. they both went to work so i left the house and went to the forest after i stole water from the mini-mart again.
wednesday; 122 lbs: i stayed home again. i took the vodka from the 'secret' cabinent in the basement. now my room is trashed and i have glass in my hand.
thursday; 120 lbs: my mother found one of the vodka bottles missing but didn't ask me about it. they forced me to go to school the next day, they told me i looked well enough. i haven't eaten in three days.
friday; 118 lbs: there is a new kid at school. i have composition and biology with him. he said he liked my hair.
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lilac fields - payne
Roman pour Adolescentsno definite time of how it became when empty spaces spoke of shame while laying in fields of purple lilac flowers were but a pretty memory. for atop the rainy and gloomy skies with no trace of butterflies we cried to spirits high above to fill our e...
