@ TumblrPostS: s h e c a n p a i n t a l o v e l y p i c t u r e.
b u t...
t h e r e ' s a t w i s t. h e r
p a i n t b r u s h i s a r a z o r,
a n d h e r c a n v a s i s h e r w r i s t.
staring at that tweet she felt the need to tweet back.
@JokesOnMe: s t o r y o f m y l i f e .
tears started to appear in her eyes thinking back to those hateful words. those very hurtful words.
fat. the one that mainly got her.
she ran into the bathroom letting a tear slip from her eye. she couldn't help but get down on her knees in front of the toilet.
she cried out as the liquid filled her lungs making her gag. she went to the mirror to see her tear stained face. she didn't like the view.
her phones notification went off. twitter comments.
@ LinzyLo: e w w , n o o n e c a r e s .
@ Stephanieshows: i h a t e y o u . e v e r y o n e d o e s .
@ kevinMarc: i b e t s h e ' d s u c k f o r $ 1 .
She thought to herself what she had done wrong to deserve this. she thought why can't she be normal. she thought why she was such a freak.
she opened the mirror to reveal her secret stash of friends. they were sharp and never judged her.
once again her notification went off. a message.
her eyes widened as it was an unknown number.
her eyes followed the green bubble that appeared with the 1 in it over the 'messages' app. she let her boney finger grace over the phone and gently tap the button.
to: andrea
from: unknown number
How are you?
to: unknown number
from: andrea
I'm fine.
to: andrea
from: unknown number
You seem sad.
to: unknown number
from: andrea
I'm just tired.
to: andrea
from: unknown number
How about we meet over dinner?
to: unknown number
from: andrea
I already ate.
to: andrea
from: unknown number
Are you sure your okay?
to: unknown number
from: andrea
I've never been better
to: andrea
from: unknown number
How about now?
to: unknown number
from: andrea
I'm okay
to: andrea
from: unknown number
I'm fine => someone. Please help me.
I'm just tired => I can't take this anymore.
I already ate => I starve myself
I've never been better => I've never had it this bad
I'm okay => I want to die
Don't lie to me. More, don't lie to yourself.
to: unknown number
from: andrea
Who the fuck are you?
she let out a sigh as he never replied after that. it was the usual so she's fine. she'd finally make a friend and then scare them off. it's just another reason why she hates herself.
she started to search through the tv but as usual nothing good was on.
"andrea!?" she heard that familiar voice yell through the house and she cringed in fear. the door slammed shut making the walls shake, and so did she. her step-dads home.
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