Tidal Waves- Brallon

23. b o r i n g

Dallon

It's the first real day I've actually been around Brendon since the break up. Or since I found out the truth.

I'm sitting in my room, staring at the ceiling, wanting to break something.

I stare at the plain walls. So boring.

I look into the mirror and see me, plain. So boring. Everything is boring.

"Nothing is as boring as you." I whispered into the mirror.

I need a new look. I have one normal t-shirt. Maybe I should just go buy a lot of black and grey and white t-shirts and buy black jeans. I mean that's the style for hurting teens this time around.

"It's up to me to find something new..."

I could always style my hair differently.

I could always paint my walls, I said I would at one point.

My life consists of white. White walls, white/ lighter coloured clothes.

Hell! My bed sheets and blankets are white!

I don't think my parents would appreciate me buying black paint for my walls and completely transforming my sense of style into something different. But God Damnit! I need it.

There's nothing that's new anymore.

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Sorry this is shit, but I had a really good day today so I don't care.

-me