Keira stares emotionlessly into the ceiling. She hates where she is and what she's done and who she is- but she doesn't care enough to change.
Let them think what they want.
Her conscience consists of jagged edges.
Emptiness can fill us.
Silence can be deafening.
Thoughts can weigh us down.
Words can cut us apart.
How curious it is that these abstract concepts have the power to decimate a human soul.
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Keira
Teen FictionKeira is the type of girl your mom warns you about. It doesn't matter though, you'll still go after her. You want to change her. You'll think it's working. She'll pretend to love you, then break your heart. She doesn't care when you end up crying, b...
