The feeling sets in too soon to be normal.
I can feel myself slipping away into the darkness.
I wonder, what IS a world without darkness?
The pain is too much!
It stings!
Cool it off in the shower...
Breathe, I can't breathe!
Why can't I breathe, this isn't normal?!
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That's right... Him. He's why.
This tight feeling in my heart.
The stinging scars on it.
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He's why. He's why.
I can't move suddenly.
What is this?
Maybe... Maybe I'm just... Lonely without him...
Maybe I.... I.... I need him...
No, not maybe. I DO need him!
I can't stand this!
I need him!
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I NEED TO BREATHE AGAIN!!!
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My Cup of Cocoa
Non-FictionThis is a log where I'll put everything for now. These might be the last things that people will see of mine, this might not. I just hope that it won't come to the point of me dying to be noticed... ..... Read it if you want! I help with homework!
