tickets to her downfall

 ◇─◇──◇────◇────◇ “She’s threaded with silence, with winter and darkness, with melancholic loveliness and the most beautiful self-destructive tendencies you have ever seen because she was built to break but also to find peace even in the darkest hour.”  ⋆ CHAPTER  ELEVEN  -  DROWNING PART ONE ⋆ How much can one person take before they completely snap? That was a question that hung in the air, and the question was one that Michaela Williams was trying to figure out. She was constantly trying to figure out how her life had turned completely upside down, and everything she touched would turn to dust. The things she should hate she loved and the things that brought her pain; also made her feel alive. Maybe she was born backward and might have come out of her mother the wrong way. Perhaps she was born wrong, maybe she would never know true happiness, and she would always be a sad and broken girl. The pain was something that she would welcome, and it was like her own drug, but now, she felt

  ◇─◇──◇────◇────◇ “Wide awake, thinking about suicide. I got anxiety, they told me that the pill should’ve helped me, but I think they lied. I am a motherfucking mess, and I don’t fit in society. Demons inside of me, fuck my sobriety. I might seem like a mess, and I have some serious obsessions. Depression is not easy, but I’m just confessing. I’m sick of pretending.” ⋆ CHAPTER TEN  - POISONOUS WEB  ⋆ It had been five months since Michaela had tried to take her life, five months since she asked her best friend to help her dye her hair blonde, and five months since she discovered her trauma. She should’ve been better by now and should be on her way to healing, but that wasn’t the case. It was the opposite; nothing was helping, and the more Michaela tried to move on, the harder it became. Michaela no longer knew what to do, and she was tired, exhausted even. She just didn’t know how to move on from this. Fake smiling and telling people that she was okay was part of her daily life; it w

  ◇──◇────◇────◇────◇────◇ “I thought I wanted to love until you showed me what it was, and I’ve never been golden, but I swear that I showed it. It's a blessing and a curse; for the better, it's only worse; I wouldn’t wish this on anyone; it's one hell of a low one. Late at night, going out of my mind. Praying that the sun doesn’t rise. Waking up, wishing that you don't. Up at night drinking liquor like it's water. I need some medicine, this shit that my head is in.” ⋆ CHAPTER NINE – THE CUT THAT ALWAYS BLEEDS ⋆ The past couple of years have been on a constant loop filled with nothing but pure pain and self-loathing for Michaela Williams; she had been on overdrive for years because of the death of her father and the fact that she didn’t handle his death well. She did everything physically possible to try and drown out the pain of losing him but also the guilt of not being with him during that time, she never went to see him in the hospital, and she would regret tha

◇─◇──◇────◇────◇────◇────◇────◇─────◇── “When shit doesn't go your way, you need me to fix it, and like me, I did, but I ran out of every reason. Now suddenly, you're asking for it back. Could you tell me, where'd you get the nerve? Yeah, you could say you miss all that we had. But I don't really care how bad it hurt when you broke me first.” ⋆ CHAPTER EIGHT -  FADED EMERALD ⋆ Michaela thought that she wanted to know the truth, that once she figured out what happened that she could move on, but she was wrong. The truth was more earth-shattering than she thought it would be, but she couldn’t believe that this was true. How could he do this to her? How was this their outcome? She thought that he cared about her, that he wanted the best for her, but he only thought of himself. Josh had no idea what love was because what he did to her did not equal love. Josh was the last person that she thought would ever do this to her, but he did. He did the unforgivable, and he took som

  ◇─◇──◇────◇────◇────◇────◇────◇─────◇── “Nothing ever seems to come out right. But it’s hard to remember dreams, and I know that you won’t tell me everything. But you say I'm in your memory, and that’s fine. Fuck, I think I know his name now; I hope that I don’t go insane now; if so, I’ll have to blow his brains out. It doesn’t matter what I’m doing, and I keep thinking about you and I." ⋆ CHAPTER SEVEN - FIRE AND DESIRE III ⋆ Michaela Williams was the only thing on my mind; I couldn’t focus on school and baseball and definitely couldn’t get back into writing my novel. All I could think about her and how she and I were meant to be, but Michaela couldn’t see that, or she just didn’t want to see it. Couldn’t she tell how much I love her? I know that she heard about the Dallas situation; did that scare her? I couldn’t help myself, Dallas knew the rules, and he went for it anyway; I was only trying to protect her. Couldn’t she see that? I didn’t care about anything or anyone as