Chaos (On hold)
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Last published Sun, Feb 23, 2014
Perfect.
Perfect is the word that perfectly describes what I'm not
Perfect is also that word that describes how my life never was. It's the one word that never had something to do with me.
You see... I've never been one of those girls that went to cheerleader practice, soccer games, or the schools orchestra club.
I'm not the girl that brought home straight A's each time to make my mom proud, or the girl that had their perfect first kiss.
I'm one of those that could not care less about what other people said. Sneaking out of the school's area to smoke.
I'm one of those that wears black sixty precent of the time but I'm not an emo. But in the end, none of that matters. Not when you wake up and everything is turned upside-down and people's guts are turned inside-out.
I've lived and I've loved.
I've won and I've lost but as I said, it dont matter...
Not after this.
Even if this comes to an end, nothing will be the same, no one will be the same person as when it started. When the beginning of the end started. Some people say that this is God's final trial before letting the strongest into heaven. But I dont believe in any of this crap. I see it how it is...
Zombies roaming the streets.
Eating whatever they can find with a pulse that still beats. This is the story of how I learned my own darkest secrets that everyone but me knew about, the story about how everything I believed in got erased and replaced with something new and unknown. A new life and new people. And... Well. Let's just say that not everything is what it seems at first... After all. Your grandma told you to never judge a book by it's cover.
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