Listen to me

Noone listened to her. She could ramble hours about her favorite band, colour, season or whatever was on her mind, yet noone really paid attention or remembered little details, like how her eyes lighted up when she was talking about her ambitions, or how serious was her expression when she talked about meaning of life and deep shit like that. She was adorable, yet noone adored her. Noone took her seriously. She tried to change, but people took her the same way, or even talked about the fact she was better before she changed.

Wellcome to the life of petite 16 year old girl with the name of Victoria Truman.