The hunger keeps growing...she eats and eats never feeling full, always empty... She parties and drinks on a daily hoping her problems will fade away, getting lost in drugs and alcohol to hide the pain... She is surrounded by hundreds of people but feels so alone... Unkown to her soul she makes this a lifestyle... When... she looks in the mirror she looks only to see a stranger, looking away in denial she begins to die...because to continue like this...is no way to live.
— Esmeralda Morales
Lost Girl