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everyones moving on and im stuck in the tidal wave of misery

The new mobile thing SUCKS
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Aleks watched with broken eyes as he witnessed the nightmare before him. He knew it was a nightmare, it had to be, because nothing else could be crushing him this bad. It was cramming down his throat, stealing his oxygen and draining him of his blood and insides and just tearing him apart. He felt like he as going to throw up, everyone talking beside him doing nothing to remove himself as the darkness seemed to seep into his skin, getting under his fingernails and clawing his skin into shreds, strings of muscle hanging from his brittle bones.

The mirror he was staring at didn't let him remove his eyes. Or maybe it was his eyes that took the control away from him, showing him what he was doing with his body. Whatever it was, it forced him to watch as invisible teeth bit into his skin, or what was left of it. Blood dripped up, traveling off of his wounds in bubbles and gathering in a puddle on the ceiling, and once all his skin and muscle and everything that made up his body was hanging from his skeleton, the blood drifted down, surrounding his head and drowning him, pushing itself into his mouth and filling up his lungs with the iron taste. His gaze blurred, and as he felt his life slipping away, everything was gone, and the skin and tears of flesh that had been torn off of his bones pieced itself back together on his bones layer by layer, leaving cracks on his pale skin. The blood traveled in droplets down his arms, to his wrists, entering the cracks of his skin and filling him once again. Aleks was back together, and he couldn't have been more upset about it.

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Aleks woke by sitting straight up, sweat dripping down his neck and mixing with the tears falling from his wide eyes. He stumbled up, getting tangled in the covers and falling out of the bed, but that didn't matter, because every time he glanced at his arms, he swore he saw those cracks. Towards the mirror he ran, flipping the light switch and squinting when brightness flooded the room. His eyes adjusted quickly enough, and Aleks stared at himself in the mirror in disbelief. There were scratches in his skin, and when he observed his nails, there was blood and flecks of his skin beneath him. He scratched himself in his sleep, and the scratched were enough for there to be cuts all over his arms and legs. Aleks was destroying himself, and he couldn't do anything to stop it.
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Yeah, sorry for not updating in a while, I'm just feeling less motivated with school and stuff... But I get out in a few more days, so hopefully I'll be better after that!