I hate this. I feel dark and empty. There is no energy I just want to sit here. I've surpassed sadness I don't cry I feel numb few things make me feel alive few people make me feel anything. Everything is Gray and heavy. I don't feel alive. I just drift around from class to class waiting for the weekend counting down the days and hours but even that has started to become bland. I just want to be happy again
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Short stories and poems
PoetryI write little things here and there and thought people should be able to read it
