orchdork17

Yes I know I haven't been on in a while. I have missed taking photos and writing. So much has happened and the strange thing is that they way I'm writing is as if I'm actually talking to someone without third person but oh wait that's about to change now: She's been alone for so long. The outlook for something good to happen was so slim. The idea that love or happiness could occur was nothing more than a mere wish. That winter had been harsh. Her heart was broken and then someone put it back together. The heat of summer began again and the glue melted off leaving her heart broken again. She did not know what else to do but put it back togeth

She knows that perfection is an unreachable goal. But she strives for it anyways. She tries to make everyone happy. It always backfires. When it does she doesn't eat for weeks. The guilt kills her. When it does she cuts to try get rid of it. It never does. For some reason it seems like it's the answer. When you tell her to just give it up or stop... She simply can not. When you tell her to eat something... She simply can not. You try and do the exact same thing. Taste your own words. It's harder than you think. But she hasn't given up yet. She takes the advice not the demands.

The world starts to shatter to pieces. She tried to call you. She tried to text you. She tried to talk to you. She tried so many times but your wall wouldn't come down. She knows that she can do better. She knows that she doesn't try her hardest. She knows that she's not good enough. Brave enough. Strong enough. Courageous enough.                                                            She wants to try. Her pleas never get through. She can't go on anymore. She thinks you get that by now. Or maybe you haven't.                                                 Well sadly this lovely tale must end. You pick up the pieces. She can't any