Your words were still in my head and I couldn't find a way to escape.
My skin felt like it was on fire with the thoughts of the events that took place a few hours earlier.
I couldn't escape the voices telling me to go kill myself.
Although I had heard it a thousand times I still couldn't help the pain that goes through my heart every time I hear you say it.
You've broken me and I don't know how to go back to the young happy girl I used to be.
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Waiting For Perfection
Short StoryIn which a girl deals with the pain of not being good enough for everyone around her and not knowing that perfection comes from the imperfect.
