She Was Just A Shell Of Her

Some Things Are Meant To Be Broken. Imperfect. Chaotic.

Once I Turned Eighteen, I Could Cut Myself Off From Everyone And Finally Get What I Wanted, Which Was To Be On My Own, Once And For All. ~ruby, Pg 38

No, No, No To Tallyho.

If You Were Dead," Owen Told Her, "you'd Have Bigger Problems Than What You Were Wearing.

But Unfriendly Is Usually One Of Those Things You Pick Up On Right Away. You Know, Like B.o. There's No Hiding It If It's There.