When the dorms are silent come Thanksgiving break, and the courtyards cease to hold students. The trees no longer bare leaves of colour and flames. When the mailboxes start to pile up. When the classes take a short pause.
That's when I finally realize that I like to be alone, but I hate being lonely.
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It's been two weeks.
Two weeks, three days, twelve hours, twenty six minutes, and forty six seconds since I ruined my entire life.
Phil acts as if he's never seen me before in his life. I really can't blame him. I was a total ass and I deserve the ice.
I listen to the CD he gave me on repeat. Something about the album is romantic, but in a gory and bloody way.
I research the band. My Chemical Romance. Wikipedia says they broke up in 2013, but have produced four offical albums. I take forty dollars from the cafeteria cup I stole and keep my money in. I leave campus.
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God I hope this works.
