Everyone has someone though it can make them bleed...
You...thrown in all directions...you...epitome of perfection...
She''s lost her will...time is standing still. Time is standing still...
And I swear I'll know your face in the crowd...
And I'll hear your voice so loud when you're whispering...
Hey unfaithful... I will teach you to be stronger...
Hey ungraceful... I will teach you to forgive one another...
Hey unloving...I will love you...I will love you...
I will love you.
The All American Rejects and Underoath
Prologue
She remembered her first year as though it were yesterday. But trying to recall other times, special times that perhaps she should have been able to look back on so closely she could almost reach out and touch them...had somewhere along the line become impossible. Funny, isn't it how unspecific days, and times of your life seem to simply slip through the cracks...?
And she thought it odd, sitting alone in a place she had reasonlessly stopped calling home so long ago, that if her hand was not so weak and shaky perhaps she might even be able to draw a line right through her life. For, for the first time she had begun to wonder if things might have turned out differently...if they even had the chance to do so at all. Wondering, if maybe she had lost some small fragment of herself somewhere along that line that she could no longer see clearly. Or maybe even a large part of her. Why did she enjoy the things that hurt her before? Why did she love them so much, even now that they put her through so much more pain?
And as she scratched random thoughts, she was unsure were even her's into her diary she could tell, her handwriting didn't even look the same anymore. Or maybe she was seeing it for the first time. Maybe she was seeing it all for the first time.
This is not a tale of the victim...
No more is it one of the villain...
It''s just of those people who get caught in between
It's just of those things that no one quite sees
It's just of those tears no one quite notices
It's just of those fake smiles no one can quite see through
Those broken people no one can quite understand.
It's just of the things no one ever quite hears...
Of noises and kisses and perfect teeth
Author's Note: Wooooo fun stuff. Okay firstly, the prologue may not seem to match the story for some time so please don''t hate the fic because of the story or vise versa. And if you do? Screw you. Well yeah. This fic doesn''t need much explaining as of now. Just R&R. And a quick note. The title will probably change SEVERAL times. Just because I get bored easily. And because I can''t think of a title to best suit it. Well. If you have a problem with that go die. And also I uuuurge you all to go check out the fic ''So Cold'', by my buddy le La. That is all.
I am the lizard queen.
-Stay