luna;
"why is your hair purple?" nash asked. we were currently throwing paint at my walls.
"i dont know. i guess i just like the color purple. ever since my dad disowned me, i guess, i just wanted to do something he wouldnt have ever let me do." i said truthfully.
"i see," he said. "wait, your dad disowned you?" he asked surprised.
"yeah, its not a big deal, though. he was an ass anyway. ive never been happier" i lied. i have been happier than i am. it was when my mom was here still. i loved her so much.
"luna, are you crying?" i was. i guess i just didnt notice since it happens so frequently.
"a little, but its not a big deal." i lied. it was a big deal to me.
"whats wrong? and dont tell me your fine, i know your not."
"you're right. im not fine. im sad. ive been sad since i was 15. ive thought about killing myself, but i didnt. ive been diagnosed with all these problems, but i put them aside because i want to think im fine. but im not fine. im not at all.
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hi there! i hope you enjoyed this chapter, i kinda left a cliff hanger (i guess.)
much luv,
julia :)
song suggestion; off to the races - by lana del rey (the high notes in this song make me cry)
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7:00 (ON HOLD)
Fanfictionas it approaches 7:00 i start to wonder of all the things we could have been and all the places we could have wandered
