Mosaic
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Harry Styles
Louis Tomlinson has always had self esteem problems; he never thought he was skinny or handsome, as he became older, he began to try to change things. Louis began to change his style of clothing and his hair, he also began to diet. His dieting was different than other peoples diet, he started to starve himself and if he had ate too much, he'd make himself purge. He felt like he needed to be perfect for someone to love him, he feels like no one would love a fat blob like him. Harry Styles is sad, very sad. He doesn't know how to explain his sadness, all he knows it that he wants to die; he doesn't want to live. He hates himself more than anyone on this planet. Harry doesn't exactly know what's wrong with him, he can fake a smile, he can make it look like he's having the time of his life when in reality he would rather be dead. Harry hates himself, he hates everything about himself; he believes that no one would love him; a suicidal boy that cuts himself. Both of these boys have different things wrong in their life, but they're both beautiful, they're both kinda like a mosaic; broken into pieces, but still works of art.
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Louis Tomlinson was trying his hardest to be strong. He was always depressed because of hate from the fans. Every night, he felt like angels were singing to him as he cried himself to sleep. His life was miserable and no one knew about it. That he was sad, he cried everyday...that his smiles, his laughs were nothing but fake. He held it in, unsure of what the outcome would be. His thoughts on his life often were: "What if I were to just not wake up today?" or "What if I wasn't here? Would the boys even miss me?" He knew it would never get better. If he were to quit the band...fans would eat him alive. If he continues in the band...hate would just continue to roll in. What else could he do that would stop the hate, the pain, everything...forever? He made up his mind once the boys found out...

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