Faults, Scars, and Guitar Strings

Faults, Scars, and Guitar Strings

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Mon, Nov 28, 201610h 9m
It's not about the celebrities that inspire her. It's not about the music that calms her. It's not about the lyrics that move her. It's about the person she learns to be. She realized she never needed anyone else's help. She adores those celebrities that inspire her and she falls in love with the music and lyrics that move her, but they don't get the credit this time. The only person who had the power to save her was herself.
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"For the world, you are someone, but for me, you are the world." Isn't it just peculiar how your family for example, makes you go with your "mom," even though she never really wanted you in the first place? Demi, (well I mean "mom" since grandma likes to aggervate my soul by calling her "mom") is now who I got to live with for the whole fucking summer. I just hate her. But, as usual, grandma says I can't blame her. She was 17 when mom had me. Especially, since she was doing "bad things" as grandma would put it. But, I know what she meant by that. Drugs. Alcohol. Cutting. Purging. But, she ended up going to rehab. When she came back, she has been teen's "inspiration." They love my mom. My mom loves her Lovatics (that's what they're called, which in complete honesty is a cool word) back. But, she never loved her own daughter the same way she loved them. I'm Stella Lovato, and welcome to my nightmare.

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