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he sat at the edge of his bed,
the music from his earbuds thumping
so loud that he couldn't think straight.
yet again, that was the point. his
room was pitch black due to the absence
of lights.

black ops was in its box, the xbox
controller on the floor.

he hated himself for caring,
for letting himself get too
close to someone that didn't want him.

he clenched his sheets tightly in his hands.

virginia wasn't worth it.

yes she was.

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