I'm currently in bed. Alone.
And even though I've been sleeping by myself for almost seventeen years now, it's starting to get to me. Sleeping alone literally sucks.
I want someone next to me to talk to.
Of course just not anyone, but him.
But I'm young and stupid and I feel like crying.
I feel like getting on the next train and just get the hell away from here.I feel like breaking apart, but here's the thing;
I'm pretty sure I already have.
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Anxiety
Novela JuvenilIt's not my fault. I mean, I never asked for any of this. I can't help that it's in my genes. I can't help that I'm fat.