Broken girl  (h.s)

Broken girl (h.s)

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I hate life. I hate people. I'll sit alone at lunch reading my favorite book The fault in our stars I would never be a girl who believes in 'prince charming' 'lady in the tramp' 'true love' all of that Fucking mushy gushy shit. I hate it. I hide my emotions. I can't trust anyone with my emotions. I let so many people in and they abused it, they played with my emotions like a toy, they kicked my emotions like I had a million dollars to be mugged from but for real, I would never confess this to anyone but I would die for a love story slightly like Hazels and Augustus's but not with the whole cancer, then big plot twist. More like, the small infinity to run around in. I secretly want to grow old with someone. I deny it but every girl does. Every girl can't help but imagine a happily ever after. But when someone your you hate, ends up being your one true love, you rescues you like some night in shinning armor, shit gets real tough real fast, all hell breaks loose I'm Violet
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My life used to be pretty boring. Everything was average. Normal family, normal looks, normal house, normal job, normal life. The only non-boring aspect of my life was my best friend which was only because she always managed to mess it up somehow. I didn't really mind much because it kept things interesting. That is until she disappeared leaving me to care for her fatherless child with nothing more than a few hundred pounds and a sorry note. She did ruin my old life. She ruined everything that I'd actually cared for. My parents hated the fact that I was 'throwing my life away' for a child that wasn't mine. Not to mention illegally. I dyed my hair blue in rebellion. My own way of saying "F*CK YOU!" ...They kicked me out shortly after. I couldn't find a decent job in the area and the rumors became so vicious that I just left and never looked back. Old life: Destroyed, unraveled, completely gone. Let's see how long my new life lasts shall we?

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