I can't keep doing this.

I hope you know that these silly needy greedy games will get you nowhere. I've told you before, but you never listen. Do you listen? Can you? You look sad you know.

People worry.

Do you know how many people this affects? What about your family? They know something's up I can see it in their eyes.

And your boyfriend, what does he think? He can only carry this on his shoulders for so long before it becomes too much you know, he doesn't like to see you like this. It's not worth it. Your teachers, even they can tell something's wrong. They pity you, you aren't their favourite. When you ask for a drink or a break, they let you go because you need it.

dead eyes, dead hair, dead skin, all on a dead little girl. And what does all this do to you? I thought you were strong enough, smart enough, happy enough to see.

What does God think of this? Can you feel yourself push away from him, or are you numb all over?

I bet you flushed him right down the toilet along with all those shamefull feelings you hate so much, didn't you?

God Nicole,

what happened?

Done