Wasted
  • WpView
    Reads 198
  • WpVote
    Votes 4
  • WpPart
    Parts 3
WpMetadataReadOngoing6m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Mar 9, 2015
Her pale green eyes held so much pain. "I'm just a waste." she whispered, before wandering back into the pretty landscape of winter forest.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Lil' Kitty
  • Darling & Foster
  • Elspeth in Exile
  • Collarbones
  • A Girl Behind Mask
  • Aurora
  • Dear Ana,
  • The Life Of An Anorexic
  • The New Girl.
  • cringing and dying || poems, quotes, and unsent letters by me <3

He loved every scar on her body, every birth mark, even her bellybutton, which she thought was too small. He fell in love with every rib, collarbone and bony hip, for they were not the object of her beauty, but the battle scars of her victory.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines