day 15: order (full list
here)
the brokenhearted goes here. the heart breakers go there. those who are apathetic stay in the middle, and the rest will fall into the spaces in between.
think heartless, afraid to love and masters of wearing facades. they all stand lined up in neat rows of ten, hands by their sides, those with empty eyes bearing emptier chests and those who dare to wear emotion on their faces far heavier ones.
we are all nothing but a circus of freaks. we are the ones with scars across our wrists, thighs, bellies. we hurt both the people who hurt us and the people who didn't. we slip into unhealthy habits in search of order, of control.
we puke out our lunch boxes. and our souls.