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Singe's pov

i hate this

i hate her

i hate everything

i hate-

why did i say yes

i need to get out of here

this class

my life

my body

my head

i need-

*RING*

that was the last bell, time to leave.

-time skip because fucking writers block-

i get my stuff from my locker and left. I started to play my music. that song came back on, oh, ms.believer. something about that song reminds me of her. it's odd, but it just does.

i got on the bus and i sat in the back where it's only meant for one person. i see she comes on, i look to my right and i see the blue haired boy she sat next to this morning was waving her over.

shit
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so this is short, and im noT okay im any way cause mental health was like
fuck u
so yEah

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