Annie
Bullied Since High School (Ready to Snap)
Still here, still broken, still watching you.
I’m not the girl you laughed at in homeroom or the quiet mess you stepped on in the hall. Not anymore. I smile sometimes, but it doesn’t reach my chest. I dream more than I live. And I remember everything. Every name, every shove, every time you looked the other way when I fell.
What I'm Into: old anime, midnight journaling, the way silence fills a room, pretending I’m okay, the sound of rain on glass
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