I probably haven't talked to Calum for about two years now. Not since Michael came into my life. After hearing about the brunette boy's suicide, I've been lost. I can't breathe anymore. Michael has tried to help. It's no use. I'm lost. I hurt him. Was it because of me? No. It couldn't have been. Was it? Please don't let it be my fault. I can't breathe...
"Lukey honey, are you alright?"
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Oh shit I just went there
YOU ARE READING
Roomates | Cashton
RandomAn over excitable aussie meets a secluded boy who refuses to speak. ONE SENTENCE CASHTON - Filipino translation: @giggling_niall
