I always stare at my phone.
Waiting for him to call, or even text.
I miss him.
I want him.
I'll call him.
No I won't.
I will.
I wont.
I'm fine without him.
He doesn't even want me.
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The Quiet (Markiplier)
FanfictionAnything Hurts Less Than The Quiet This is a Markiplier/ Mark Fischbach imagine thing based on The Quiet by Troye Sivan There is cursing in this
