Lj

Danger High Voltage
2006-12-18 00:20:08 (UTC)

Heartbroken

She looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes blood
shot, her lips bright pink against her pale face. A bit
of eyeliner smudged beneath her eye. Shitfaced and still
thinking of him. She begins thinking to herself and
wondering where she went wrong. What changed her from his
sweet little beauty to a nobody.
He's the only one she is able to stop herself from
calling even shitfaced. No matter how much she wished she
had the courage to call him and tell him how she still
felt. Although she knew it wouldn't change a thing, for
it would only make her look more pathetic than before.
The past is all she thinks about, and a possible future is
all she wishes for.
This pain is unbearable, and all she can wish for now
is to be dead rather than heartbroken. For even in her
dreams she sees him, waking up with even more aches in her
heart. It feels as though there is no one out there for
her, and with her luck, it's probably true.
So she goes back to the room and takes a few more
hits from the bong and a couple more shots of tequila with
the others, laughing and being careless, until she is
finally knocked out, to head back to the dreamworld which
she wishes was reality...




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