BrokenSmile_x

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Joined: December 13, 2011
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i'm the girl that you see walking down the hallway, with a huge smile on her face. i'm the girl that you hate sitting next to in class, because i talk too much. i'm the girl that dances down the hallway, and sings as loud as she can in choir. i'm the girl that can make anyone laugh. i'm the girl that isn't afraid to embarrass herself. i'm the girl that seems so confident, and comfortable in her skin. i'm the girl that doesn't become shy when boys come around. i'm the girl that you can never take seriously. but i'm also the girl, that fakes it all. the smiles are broken. the laughs are fake. the happiness is used to cover up the sadness. in reality, i'm the girl who cuts. who starves herself. who burns herself. who drinks alcohol and takes pills to make the pain go away. who is only thirteen years old, and has been through so much. hi, i'm brielle. this is my secret account. and these, are my secrets.

Quotes by BrokenSmile_x

confession #34
NEW ACCOUNT - DyingOnTheInside
confession #33
new account, yet again.. comment on this if you want to know the new username.
confession #32
i'm bored, so comment on this quote or on my profile and ask questions. i'll answer all of them in another quote(: (they can be about cutting, starving, anything..)
confession #30
when i grow up, i want to be just like my english teacher. today she told us a story. she said her son, who is about five years old, was in love with a little girl in his class. he even carries a picture of the two of them with him everywhere he goes. at the end of the story, she confessed something. the little girl was not the same race as her son. but she decided that she has never taught her kids right from wrong. she never taught them who to hang out with and who not to hang out with. want to know who taught them? society.
confession #29
at the end of the day, something, i don't know, special happened to me i guess you could say. one of the most prettiest and popularist girls left the friends she was with, to talk to me. she said she felt so bad and wanted to help, but didn't know how. she asked me if i was okay, and comforted me. it made me feel..not so invisible.
confession #28
i tried to hold my tears in while i was in school today. i couldn't. i got called anorexic, because i didn't have money to buy a lunch. honestly, i wasn't going to eat anyway. people kept offering me money and food, but i refused. teachers, students, friends, kept asking me what was wrong. they kept repeating the same thing. i hate seeing you like this, you're always so happy. seeing you sad makes me want to cry. we want the real you back, etc. what they don't understand, is that is the real me. i ran into the bathroom and locked myself in the stall, the whole time banging my head against the wall thinking i was so stupid, so weak, for crying. maybe that's because, i am.
confession #27
it's starting to feel like i have no true friends.
confession #26
i guess i have hope. not a lot, just a little. but a little can go a long way.
confession #25
when he hugged me, i felt safe. i felt special. i felt wanted. i felt pretty. i felt loved. i felt like somebody cared. i felt happy.