Hullo! (in an english accent)... I took an Enneagram test (it's spelt something like that) and I was an 8! The test's are really cool :) YOU should try them out! I have a math midterm coming up, which I really should be studing for, as well as these notes on for some English stuff, and a science analogy project; but I decided to do this! Idk, I was looking through some files and found this... My friend wrote this after her BF dumped her, and she came over and we wrote this totally amazing thing! She also had an obsession with MI at the time ;) I asked her if I could put it up on FF...and she was oky-dokie with it :)

Disclaimer: Techinally, I don't mention any names, and besides the fact that it's in the MI catigorey, it could be any two people... As it says in all actual books, all (enter words here) are completely coincidental, everything is fictinal, blah, blah, blah. So, all this could coincidentally, be similar to Clary, Izzy and Jace... HA, TAKE THAT LIFE! Yup, that's me turning the disclaimer into an Author's Note!

~ S.F.P. (teehee)


B-R-O-K-E-N

that's the he makes you

(you can even say the word)

Because she with him and he's your guy

So you hate her (even though she`s perfectly nice)

She's the one with the

Beautiful-sheet-of-black hair

and your the one with the

dull-frizzy-redish-orangish hair

Some days….

You can tolerate

(the aching loss, the numbing

feeling of pain, the fact that your

heart has s\p/l\i/t in t-t-w-w-o-o)

And Then….

Then there are those days

and your ||this|| close to c.r.y.i.n.g

(secretly thinking that he might come in

and comfort you)

because he won't ever be

{{{Y-O-U-R-S}}}

(and yours only)

But you still try

'cuz your the kind of girl who lives in her

r:a:t:t:y:o:l:d converse

(over course, he prefers firetruck red heels (5inches tall))

and you paint the quiet, boring scenery

(he likes girls who turn h!e!a!d!s – both guys and girls)

The very worst part…

He doesn't even notice,

Because he's too busy…

Looking lustfully (and extremely happily) at her

And not you

It's not you&him (forever, supposedly)

It's her&him…

You even like her,

As person,

She exuburent, and funny, and l~i~v~e~l~y,

And e*n*t*h*u*s*i*a*s*t*i*c, and different.

Everything that your not

And then, you burst in tears,

A broken dam of anger, pain and heartberak

You just can't stop;

But then again,

Nobody's coming to stop you;

Now your

Just a S\H\A\T\T\E\R\E\D\ heart

[[B*R*O*K*E*N]] into a m.i.l.l.i.o.n. pieces

And you'll never be the same.


So...whadda think... Methinks you doth review (if that makes any sense - which methinks it doesn`t)