One whole month.
One month of emptiness.
I'm barely living anymore. I eat, go to school and sleep. I say sleep, but lying in bed reading doesn't count.
Dark circles and pale skin seem to be my new look.
I'm not alive.
I'm merely surviving.
And losing hope.
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Toxic Observations
RomanceWhere there are humans, there is no humanity. --------------- "Just to clarify, this isn't a story about me. I don't have any significance in this story. Everything that happened would have happened whether I was there or not. I'm just an outsider...
