~Paper Heart Pieces.~
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I never cared about anything anymore, he changed me. I'm not a girl I used to be, no not at all. My wrists and back are covered in tattoos and scars that will stay there forever. Few piercings and hair dye, seemed to be working. My attitude from little miss perfect to girl who doesn't bother about anything. Drugs, alcohol and parties are things that help me escape my every day life. Even if that happened around two years ago, it still hurts, I guess I'm just good at hiding it.
Every day I keep remembering everything, like it was just yesterday. For him it was just a game, but for me it was more than that. I am never going to let anyone play me again, because this times I set the rules.
My life has never been anywhere near perfect, I thought I could just wait because one day, it will get better eventually. I guess I was just too naive to realize that it won't ever get better, it just gets worse. Now I'm involved in the gang, staying with Harry Styles a bad boy to be exact, what else could happen to make my life even worse ?
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