I want her out of my head. She's driving me crazy to the point where I just can't live without the thought of her.
Saying she's trapped in my head is an understatement. She is locked in my head, to the fact that the smallest things remind me of her.
I don't like this feeling.
The feeling that this girl is in my head, making everything remind me of her.
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Everything revolves around her. Fuck, I can't even concentrate in school. Daily I have to consume the constant shit that's been thrown to me by my mom, as she screams, "Fix your god damn grades before I take away everything."
How can you take away everything when my everything is gone?
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She Is Out Of This World
Short Story*NOT EDITED* B A S E D ON A T R U E S T O R Y I'm out of my mind and she's out of this world +++ The thoughts of a girl slowly breaking down
