LJ = Shit Hole
Once upon a time, there was a girl...and a boy. The boy was looking for something to fill his void. The girl was looking to fill his void. She was always the type to steal the pain from every living thing...so she could learn from the compassion of that pain. She gave her all, while, the boy had effortless emotion. He was hurt, scared, confused...he never thought...he could have or hold anything after his last tragedy. He never thought he could love anyone...as much as he loved his past. The girl pushed foward...not aware of his feelings. He told her many things that led her to believe differently, than what he truly felt.
It was a rainy day...a mess of feelings...and everything left untouched, but the girl's heart.
The boy said, "The future awaits..."
The girl said to the boy, "Thank you please, but your flatteries are truly not becoming me. Your eyes are poor, they're blind you see...no beauty could've come from me. I'm a waste of breath, of space, of time".
And at that point...She knew he knew...
It was a rainy day...a mess of feelings...and everything left untouched, but the girl's heart.
The boy said, "The future awaits..."
The girl said to the boy, "Thank you please, but your flatteries are truly not becoming me. Your eyes are poor, they're blind you see...no beauty could've come from me. I'm a waste of breath, of space, of time".
And at that point...She knew he knew...