"So this is growing up huh,you know tear stained pillows every night,staring naked at yourself in the mirror, waiting for a text that will never come, wishing for impossible things, like narrower thighs or prettier hair. It's a vicious cycle of being to scared to help someone else, and feeling abandoned by everyone when they are the same. Growing up is feeling self-conscious enough about yourself to break down crying in the school bathroom, and the horrible panicking that comes when you realize you forgot your mascara or eyeliner at home. When your parents are screaming at you about your grades, or screaming at you because you came home drunk, and screaming at you because they hate your friends,because they hate you. Because you can't do anything right. I don't think I'll ever know if it's just me that is passing time like this, so painfully, or if i am just crying over something that everyone else can be brave about." --- A secret identity,a fake smile,and red tears, that's all there is to me. but that seemed to be enough for him. but this story isn't happy,in fact its the complete opposite.
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