as he sat there
in his bed,
and stared out his window,
he threw his hands into his hair.
and he pulled at the
ginger locks.
'she doesn't want me'
he thought.
but it wasn't him that
she didn't want,
it was herself.
so as he sat there,
he heard sirens
and he just knew that
it was for her.
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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...
