I haven't spoken to any of my friends in ages.
Not that I have many.
I have just been trying to avoid them all.
In school, I just try to concentrate on my work a lot.
And when I get home, I just refuse to answer any messages or phone calls.
I'm such a mess.
Jessica tried asking what's wrong and tried asking what was going on, but I either dodged the questions or brushed them off.
I just wanna be alone right now.
I feel like I don't have the energy to do anything.
I hate everything.
Except you.
I love you Ryan.
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Teen FictionLife is chances that are taken But nothing's ever broken They're just pieces on the ground New hands need to build them -Touch by Troye Sivan