Six Word Story - AbuseSweets afterwards, that's how it worked.
therapy.she is oh so fragile, made of pretty pieces of shattered glass and shards of clouds for eyes. she can sing her little heart out and tell you a story that you'll want to hear, while holding your heart out to the light you're sure she has. she will tell you she is strong, strong and true until you hold her under the blue blue light to find out for your self and then you will see the cracks and fissures and fractures that mean the end. she is oh so sweet until you unwrap the layers, one by one by one and then you get to her center and find something bitter and jaded jaded by time and doubt and regret.she is oh so fragile, and one would think she would have broken by now and scattered herself into a million little pieces of colored dreams.---------'hold on to me. don't let go. i don't know how to stay together now.'______questions left unanswered leaveawful tastes hanging in the air.--there is something, no, somethings that i want you to answer for. that i want to know how