my bones are broken, my soul is decayed, i don't know how long it's been since i've felt this way. i often think that you left me because you got tired of me or, you saw me as how i see myself. honestly, my veins are cracked, my eyes are bloodshot but the world is still rotating and flowers are still growing and dying, so i don't see why my health matters. the world is SO BEAUTIFUL, unlike me. the thing about me is that i don't know how to take compliments because i'm so used to being told otherwise. you always HATED that i couldn't take when you called me beautiful so you took the beautiful flower and plucked it of its very foundation and stabilization. i don't even think that you realized that you broke me until you could feel the force of my shattering ribs and melting heart. i will still apologize for getting shards all over and i will still apologize about getting red liquid all over. you could break me, just like that, 100 times over and i would do the same thing every. single. damn. time.
{ february 12th || 5:15}
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letters to my lover.
Fanfic11 p.m december 31,2015 there is only ONE hour until a completely new year starts. ONE hour until the ella that was me last year at this exact time, will be gone. i won't be the same person at all. hell, i will still have crushes at little -not so b...
