Thursday, 9th April 2015 - 2:16pm
I'm not sure how I feel. It's sorta like the world has stopped orbiting and I feel like I'm completely alone. Probably doesn't help that I refuse to hold a conversation, but still.
My entire body feels cold and numb and empty. Except my head, which hurts. It doesn't feel right to move. I'm all shaky and my vision keeps blurring every now and then. So I've spent hours on end just sitting in the corner of my bedroom.
It's funny, because most people would be bored if put in my place. But, I'm not. In fact, I'm far from it, as I'm too busy fighting with my thoughts to even consider being bored. Too busy trying to forget the memories that continuously flash through my mind.
Too busy trying to make the pain go away.
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