imperfections chapter 42 by freeyourinnerdemon, literature
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imperfections chapter 42
I'm in P.E. just chilling by myself when i get a text from Brycen.
"i am sorry, it was for your best."
"what?"
"i'm just so worried..."
I'm so confused. just as i am about to reply, my teacher gets a call.
"Elizabeth Montgomery to check out."
That's odd, i wonder what for. i got back to the classroom and grab my books. i leave a note on Nancy's desk saying i checked out. I walk up to the front office and i see my mom. And my dad? Why are they BOTH here? as i get closer, i see tears in my mom's eyes. And a bunch of folded papers in her hand. I stop in shock,. that is when i realize why they are here. Why Brycen is acting so weird. What those t
My eyes open. It takes a while for my eyes to focus. God, I am so comfy. So warm. But where am I? I look around a see Luke. Omygosh, I totally forgot about last night! What if he was too drunk to remember?! I quickly get dressed, grab Elli, and leave.
In the car on the way home, I get a call. It's from Luke. Okay, just breathe.
"Hey Luke."
"Why did you leave so early?"
"Oh... you know... Elli wanted to go home."
"Oh yeah, I totally get it." He replies.
Awkward science.
"So..." he says, “about last night..."
HE REMEMBERED!
“Yeah?” I say.
“Well, what does this make us now?”
I think for a second.
“I&helli
imperfections chapter 41 by freeyourinnerdemon, literature
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imperfections chapter 41
Today will be great. Everyone is on a field trip except for Me, Allyson, Nancy, and Priya. Nancy is the cutest, most adorable black girl I've ever met. She is the sun that pushes the clouds away. Priya acts so sweet and innocent but truly she is like me. i love it. i love them to death. Our little group is everything to me.
Brycen stayed home today. i don't know why. I mean, i know he is not sick. It is weird how he has been acting lately. Just weird.
Right now we are is Mrs. Tilly's class. All we do is sit and talk. This is so much better than school work, but now i have to go to P.E.
imperfections chapter 40 by freeyourinnerdemon, literature
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imperfections chapter 40
All day, all we do it laugh about Trixie! except for Brycen. i mean, he laughs but he doesn't seem comfortable around me lately. even since i gave him that note... hmm. i'll go talk to him.
"hey, Brycen," i call to him.
"you've been distant lately. you wanna hang out with weekend?"
i smile at him. He refuses to make eye contact with me.
"oh... I... uh... i'll have to see. well, i got to go to class, bye."
he hurries away. that was odd. class doesn't stat for 5 minuets. he is acting so weird,
like he has a secret.
imperfections chapter 39 by freeyourinnerdemon, literature
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imperfections chapter 39
"i know this us Elizabeth and Allyson!" says trixie to Zach three days later. We already got what we wanted so...
"how'd you find out?"
"OMG!, it is you! you bitches!"
Allyson and I are laughing so hard! this is hysterical.
The next day, everyone who asks, we show them the screenshot of Trixie's messages she sent to Zachary Everheart. We write down everyone who knows about the messages. Almost 50 people! And that is only the people that we showed the conversation to. i bet people who know tell their friends. then their friends tell their friends! ah! this is great!
imperfections chapter 38 by freeyourinnerdemon, literature
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imperfections chapter 38
what a flirt! a week has passed and Trixie is such a slutty flirt with Zach! "you do cute smiley faces." "Blonde moment! whoops!" "hehehehe you're hot" Ew. today we finally get it out of her. "so how far have you gone with a guy?" she didn't even hesitate to tell. "not all the way but almost. we were getting it on but his sister cam in so we flipped." omygosh! perfect! we save the messages. we got her.
im sorry im ugly.
im sorry im a handful.
im sorry im fat.
im sorry im not perfect.
im sorry i couldn't help you understand.
im sorry im embarassing.
im sorry for saying the things i said.
im sorry for letting you slip through my fingers.
im sorry for letting you change.
im sorry i am dumb.
im sorry i am clingy.
im sorry that i pushed you away.
i just miss you...
a lot...
It’s that dull ringing
No matter where I go
It follows me
I seemed to be the only one to hear it
The constant and stinging ring
It’s numb to their ears
Nothing can overpower it
Though I do forget it sometimes
It always lingers here
It infiltrates everything I love
Showing no concern or mercy
Nothing is sacred
But still I take it over the loneliness
It gives me something to cling to
To know I’m not completely alone
I’d rather have the everyday torture
Than to know just how silent the world is
And watch the freezing fire burn
It’s that dull ringing
The inescapable ringing
The ringing of the silence
Hi, I'm mostly writting this to remember myself. Yes, I'm forgetting who I am. Don't bother to read I guess? Okay well, I enjoy WOLVES [ THEY ARE MEH FAV! :D ], drawing, writteing, listening to music, singing, scream singing, my wolf-dog Katie, my pet rat Twitch, the color Lime Green, Black, Blue, hedgehogs, dragons, nature, walking, hanging with my friends, being alone, not talking, being hyper, banana bread, pizza and .... some other stuff. :I I'm lazy.
Okay... -sigh.- I'm bipolar... I am headstrong .... I'm awkward ... I'm shy ... I'm competitive ... I'm understanding ... I have no sanity at times ... I'm afraid of medical terms, hos
Im sorry for my imperfections.. by XxKTCxX, journal
Im sorry for my imperfections..
Im sorry Im not perfect.
Im sorry I cut.
Im sorry I break promises.
Im sorry I want to give up.
Im sorry I want to die.
Im sorry I want to kill myself.
Im sorry I hide my emotions.
Im sorry I lie and say Im fine.
Im sorry Im pushing you away.
Because I love you, your my sister, Im just...
Sorry.
Sing, Sing, Sing
Sing to your heart
Sing to your soul
No matter where you go
Sing, Sing, Sing
Sing to your thoughts
Sing to your dreams
No matter what you think
Sing, Sing, Sing
Sing to your hopes
Sing to you woes
No matter what you feel
Sing, Sing, Sing
Sing to believe
Believe in yourself
And true you will be
Sing, Sing, Sing
May the song of your life
Sing you through
The days and the nights
Sing, Sing, Sing
Never lose faith
In your personal song
For only then
Can you go wrong
Sing, Sing, Sing
Sing
imperfections chapter 1 by freeyourinnerdemon, literature
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imperfections chapter 1
ever thought your life was just dreadful?
when you didn't get what you want when you wanted it?
was it enough to slice your own skin open?
enough to almost take your life?
that's where Allyson and I come in. i am Elizabeth Montgomery. Allyson shore is my best friend. we are both "less than normal." you might say we are fucked up or psycho. once you get hooked in our lives, there is no going out. we are a bit of a complicated bunch. august 8th. first day of the 8th grade. i was an out cast, alone. then math class came. i was "friends" with her the year before but never too close. but since she was in my class, why not talk to her? that's w