he sat in his room,
throwing things.
smashing things like
they were
nothing.
he wanted to
break things.
so they'd be broken
just
like
his
eyes.
the sound of his own distress
was too loud
for him to hear her sobs.
he couldn't hear
her cry out
from
the next house over.
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Short Storystory #1 in the 'for the flawed' series. tw | eating disorder she just wanted to be skinny for him; she wanted to be the kind of girlfriend he'd be proud to have, even if he couldn't see her. he just wanted to see her, to be able to tell her she was...
