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You've changed.

His eyes stayed glued to his screen as he kept reading those two words. They were stuck on repeat as his mind began to wonder.

How?

He thought, gripping his phone tightly within his hand.

How did I change? I'm still the same. This is me. I'm me.. Nothing changed !

He began to get irritated at the thought. How the fuck did he change and who are you to tell him if he has.

Were you there for him when he needed you? When he stayed up late crying, needing this one person to care. Were you there? WERE YOU?

The truth is.. No one was. No one ever is.

His eyes began to burn as tears fall down his cheeks. Fighting back all the urges he's having to scream.

HOW ! TELL ME HOW ! YOU DONT FUCKING KNOW ME ! YOU DONT KNOW ME ! You dont know me...

His mind was getting louder and louder. Thoughts becoming more voilent.

His life began to play in his mind, causing him to break. He fell to the ground clenching his phone tightly in his hand. Mumbling ever so softly through the tears "you dont know me.."

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