Pretty Girls Don't Bleed by Emily Allison - HTML preview

the wrong side of the bed -

my head hurts and

i can’t find my

favorite sweatshirt.

starbucks doesn’t ease the

pain like it normally

does, and i’m

not really sure how i’m

supposed to move on when

i can no longer

feel my happiness

pulsating through my

veins.

i feel constantly

drained, angry,

pissed at everything in the

world as if every aspect of

everything has personally

physically or emotionally

injured me.

i can’t remember the

last time it wasn’t

hard for me to

smile.