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Yo, my name is Olivia and there's not much to say just I really like to write. I also really like food.
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things that fall
petals
teardrops
snowflakes
rain
stars
tides
eyelids
time
shadows
leaves
the sun
and I
for you
petals
teardrops
snowflakes
rain
stars
tides
eyelids
time
shadows
leaves
the sun
and I
for you
There was a girl,
she was 15
and everyday when she got home from school
she looked in the mirror,
and judged herself.
She did this for 5 weeks,
until she finally had enough,
that was the day that changed her life.
She picked up the razor blade,
and slit her wrists
for the first time.
The next morning she woke up,
when she got dressed she put on a tank top
then remembered what she had did the day before
she regreted it so bad.
She already got looked at for just being her,
now people looked at her for a different reason,
she didn't like it... at all.
That was the worst mistake of her life,
yet she kept picking up that blade,
everytime regreting.
She still has thoes scars today,
it may be only 3 months since she first did it
but she's stronger now,
and now whenever she looks at those scars,
she thinks to herself,
"I did it." "I'm finally strong."
she was 15
and everyday when she got home from school
she looked in the mirror,
and judged herself.
She did this for 5 weeks,
until she finally had enough,
that was the day that changed her life.
She picked up the razor blade,
and slit her wrists
for the first time.
The next morning she woke up,
when she got dressed she put on a tank top
then remembered what she had did the day before
she regreted it so bad.
She already got looked at for just being her,
now people looked at her for a different reason,
she didn't like it... at all.
That was the worst mistake of her life,
yet she kept picking up that blade,
everytime regreting.
She still has thoes scars today,
it may be only 3 months since she first did it
but she's stronger now,
and now whenever she looks at those scars,
she thinks to herself,
"I did it." "I'm finally strong."
On the
outside was a girl,
people always thought of her as the
beautiful, confident, happy go lucky girl.
But she knew that wasn't the real her,
the real her was hidden underneath
her smile, and skin.
The real her was,
insecure, sad, and depressed.
But no one ever saw the real her,
because it was hidden underneath,
all her scars and fake smile.
No one would ever
know the real her,
ever.
-o.t.
people always thought of her as the
beautiful, confident, happy go lucky girl.
But she knew that wasn't the real her,
the real her was hidden underneath
her smile, and skin.
The real her was,
insecure, sad, and depressed.
But no one ever saw the real her,
because it was hidden underneath,
all her scars and fake smile.
No one would ever
know the real her,
ever.
-o.t.
there is
something
inexpressibly beautiful
about the world
when the sun begins to rise
and fill the dim sky
with soft rays of light
and only the birds are awake
to sing to you "good morning"
while everyone else
is curled up in their beds
unaware of the magnificence
they're missing
and everything feels so simple
it's as if six a.m. is an epiphany
that sparks at your fingertips
and spreads until
you are encompassed entirely
by a feelin of clarity
there is something
inexpressibly beautiful
about being awake to behold
the splendor of this world
while everyone else
is still asleep.
-o.t.
inexpressibly beautiful
about the world
when the sun begins to rise
and fill the dim sky
with soft rays of light
and only the birds are awake
to sing to you "good morning"
while everyone else
is curled up in their beds
unaware of the magnificence
they're missing
and everything feels so simple
it's as if six a.m. is an epiphany
that sparks at your fingertips
and spreads until
you are encompassed entirely
by a feelin of clarity
there is something
inexpressibly beautiful
about being awake to behold
the splendor of this world
while everyone else
is still asleep.
-o.t.
Once, there was a
little girl with green eyes,
and everyday she wore
her dark brown hair in little pigtails.
When the girl was
seven she watched her older
sister,
standing there in front
of her mirror,
judging herself,her
weight, her everything.
That morning neither of
them ate anything.
When the girl was only
eight,
she watched her older
brother laugh at a girl,
for wearing glasses and
reading on the bus.
That afternoon the girl
went home and hid all her books in the basement.
At the age of
twelve, the girl was at
school,
watching and listening
to all the other older girls,
with long, straight
hair and short skirts,
puttin on make-up in
the school bathroom,
and listened to them
say that boys will only like you
if you were
perfect,
the next day the girl
showed up at school with pink lip stick,
short skirts, and she
had taken down her pigtails and exchanged
them,
for straight
hair.
At the age of
fourteen,
the girl watched her
father hit her mother for the first time,
when her mother noticed
her stading in the doorway, watching everything that had just
happend,
she told her that daddy
didn't mean it,
next year she told
herself the same thing her mother told her,
"He didn't
mean it" when her boyfriend hit her.
When the girl was
sixteen,
she was as thin as
paper and empty,
with straight brown
hair, and red lips
white skin, and
life-less green eyes,
while she was staring
at herself in the bathroom mirror,
she told herself,
"Well atleast I'm normal."
-o.t.