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Rebel Against

My Immortal

(( Rebels POV.))

I heard Andy chasing me. Tears streaked my burning cheeks.
I gave up and sunk to the ground. I can't handle all this shit anymore. Arms wrapped around me and picked me up bridal style. Andy looked at me sorrowfully. "This pain is just too real...theres just too much that time can't erase." I sobbed into his chest. "Baby I know, just...we need each other." He said pulling up his sleeve to expose the fresh, raised cuts on his wrists. "Darling, want to go to my place?" "Yeah, Ricky's out of town for a month and I d-don't....trust my self to be alone in that house after everything." Andy carried me to my locker and did my combo. "God, your so light." Andy mumbled. I've been battling an eating disorder. What do you expect?!?! "what?!" "shit I said that out loud.." Andy drove us in his mustang. The song Perfect came on by Pink:

Made a wrong turn once or twice
Dug my way out, blood and fire
Bad decisions, that's alright
Welcome to my silly life

Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss 'No way, it's all good'
It didn't slow me down.
Mistaken, always second guessing
Underestimated, look I'm still around

Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're perfect to me

You're so mean (so mean) when you talk (when you talk)
About yourself. You were wrong.
Change the voices (change the voices) in your head (in your head)
Make them like you instead.

So complicated,
Look how we all make it.
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tired game
It's enough, I've done all I could think of
Chased down all my demons
I've seen you do the same
(Oh oh)

Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're perfect to me

The whole world's scared, so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in lying and we try, try, try but we try too hard
And it's a waste of my time.
Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere
They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair
Exchange ourselves and we do it all the time
Why do we do that, why do I do that (why do I do that)?

(Yeah! Oh!)
Oh, pretty, pretty, pretty

Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're perfect to me
(You're perfect, you're perfect)
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're perfect to me.

By the time the song was done I was crying and we were at Andy's. "Your so beautiful. Don't EVER leave me again." Andy said with tears dripping from his eyes. Andy carried me to his room and laid us down on his bed. "Andy I need to confess some shit.."

Notes

Comments

Andy's an idiot

Holly Holly
7/19/15

Cool song :)

Holly Holly
7/17/15

Ooooh I know how it feels to hurt your knee. Both my knees used to dislocate all the time until I got my surgeries. Best thing I ever did. Feel better soon! :)

Holly Holly
7/17/15

I love

Holly Holly
7/17/15

Poor Rebel

Holly Holly
7/17/15