eighteen

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"Felix open the door please,"

i wish i was able to.

I cant move. my mind wont allow it, my body wont allow it. i want to lie down in my bed and rot and die here. i want to die of starvation, of malnutrition.

"felix?" i heard chan softly speak as my door cracked open slightly, and all i could do was utter out a smal 'hm'. "Felix you've been in here for hours,"

i turned to face him, only to find him looking around my room as if he's looking for some sort of explanation as to why im fallng back into my depression.

"Felix?"

"hm?"

"Did you.." he took a long pause, "have you been cutting your arms recently?"

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