Luke: Hey Violet!
Violet: Hello Luke.
Luke: Are you ok?
Violet: I guess I'm ok.
Luke: You guess?
Violet: When a girl says that there "Ok" it means that she is just getting by in life.
Luke: Ok. Let me rephrase. How are you.
Violet: Well I have therapy at 5.
Luke: You go to therapy?
Violet: Yes, Even though I don't express how I feel or talk.
Luke: I have been to therapy before, it's not that bad if you talk to the shrink.
Violet: The shrink will just judge me for wearing black and being antisocial.
Luke: They don't get payed to judge people.
Violet: Everyone hates me Luke! Why can't you just leave me alone!
Luke: Because I want to help.
Violet: NO ONE CAN HELP ME! Why can't you just except that!
Luke: I can't because I know that there is a pice inside you that wants to be happy and wants to get help.
Violet: Thats what you think. But I know I will never get help.
Luke: That's what you think. But I know you will get help.
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Texts From A Broken Girl {l.h}
Fanfiction*I wrote this as a fetus from the womb so I mean read at your own risk Unknown: Hi I'm Luke Hemmings. I sit behind you in math and I can't help to notice how depressed you look. Violet: Well your blunt! Unknown: I wasn't trying to be I was just...
