Mosaic Broken Hearts
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"Things were all good yesterday" afire love blasted through the car speakers as tears ran down Taylor's face. "I just wanted to be enough" she chokes out through sobs to herself. "I just wanted to be good enough," she repeated as she banged her head on the steering wheel. "I don't deserve a friend like ed anyway I can't believe i ruined everything" The sound of her key being jammed into the car is only sound besides eds voice quietly lulling in the background in the now internally dark world. "I don't deserve to be on this earth any longer," Taylor whispers as tears start to flood her eyes again. "Im so sorry, Ed," she says quietly as she speeds home. "The world deserves better than me," taylor whispers to herself for the last time before hopping out of her car to go find a gun, a piece of paper, and the words to express how sorry she was.
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