She was different, she wasn't like every other rich girl. She was broken, but not broken. She was self destructive and harmful, yet reserved and classy. She was free and cautious all at the same time. He was broken and wild, carefree and out to hurt everyone. He cared for no one- not even himself. He didn't want to be fixed, and didn't want to fix anyone else. Together they were indestructible, tragic, romantic, and deadly. They'd break each other over and over again, only to come together and fix things. They weren't meant for each other, but then again they were perfect for each other.