I have been smashed and put back together so many times nothing works right. Nothing is where it should be, heavy thumping in my shoulder where my heart now beats.
Elizabeth Scott
sadness
She became a story, one I have mostly forgotten. One I can't end because she died a long time ago.
I thought living dead girls couldn't feel pain, thought I was emptied out but I'm not, I'm not.
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