"I feel like I'm suffocating in the middle of the street and no one can see me dying."
I'm going to be okay, I'm not okay yet, but I'm going to be. Sometimes it'd be nice to have people who understood I wasn't okay right now but it's like the ones I'm surrounding myself with only notice when it gets extremely bad. I mean it's not their fault I do such a good job of pretending I'm okay..but still I wish they'd see me sometimes.
-missing you xx
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Thoughts I'll never share with you
Short StoryThe thoughts of a sad person struggling to deal with the loss of one of their most valued friendships. Written in the form of notes to said person.
