she smiled. She pulled on her dark colored tights over her fading bruises, wincing at the pain as she slid the fabric over the fresh wound on her leg. A flashback shot into her mind, but then it was gone. She smiled.she smiled.3 years ago in Scraps More Like This
She slid into her newly bought dress and checked herself in the mirror, she smiled again. She put on her mascara and lipstick, carefully going around the cut on her lip. This would be the first time in a very long time that she would be able to go out on her own, she thought.
The words I cannot tell you"Open your heart", you sayThe words I cannot tell you3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Well did you know, beautiful, that we can only see a portion of the whole spectrum of light?
There are infrared rays, defending my inner ugliness.
Once upon a time I would have called them prison and I would have realized how they only make it impossible for us to really understand, really be in, each other.
Once upon a time, I believed in fairytales.
There are gamma radiations, feeding this cancer.
I wish I could utter them, the words I cannot tell you. I wish there was a chemiotherapy I could undergo, I wish there was a rehabilitation capable of teaching me again that if I give my true self to you