ONE of the most maddening feelings is when it seems as if your world has stopped spinning. Yet, you see faces in the crowd going on with their lives, not noticing how your everything is falling apart at that very second.
It makes you want to shout, scream, anything for people to stop moving.... But you stay tight lipped, stoned, emotionless.
You don't know whether what you have seen or heard is true because it gives you this unbearable emptiness, this.... aching...that tears your insides apart with no mercy.
Then someone comes to you and asks 'are you okay?'
Are you okay, they ask?
Are you?
If feeling like you're in a drunk driving awareness ad, is 'okay', then sure. If okay is shown by glass shattering, screams erupting, heartbreaking shouts, then yes...
If realizing life will never be the same for you, is considered okay, then absolutely. Unfortunately, that's not the case.
So not wanting their stupid pity, you reply to the small, worthless question with a mere
"I'm fine."
I'm fine.
But you're not. You may try to convince yourself that you are, but you're not...
and you don't know if you ever will be...
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what's crack-a-lacking y'all ?
how ya doinnn
this was just a quick intro thing. I don't really know what to call it so I just put it as 00.
well anyways I was just going to say that the cover photo IS NOT MINE. All credit goes to owner
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Teen FictionCarmen Armenta has never cared to create bonds with people. She believes friendship and other connections with individuals are useless and unrewarding. What happens when an obnoxious boy named Sebastian Stona accidentally spills a drink on her?
