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many days had gone by since the last time she had uploaded a video to the platform. she was aware of the fact that her subscriber count and views were going down dramatically but she honestly couldn't afford to give a fuck about her channel anymore. after everything she had gone through, media exposure was the last thing she needed.

her room was an absolute mess. her clothes had been thrown everywhere, there was an unbearable smell of weed all over it and there was little to no light. the darkness was comforting after all. she spent most of her days high as a kite until she had to upload something just to pay rent. she had lost every trace of passion that connected her to her viewers, or to anything in general.

the only things she did were: wake up, eat, get high, eat more, watch netflix and go to bed.

she was usually so joyful and sweet, which earned her the title of "YouTube's sweetheart" and the love of 8 million subscribers. now she was wondering where that girl was anymore. her golden hair had lost its shine, same as her eyes, and the adorable bright clothes she used to wear turned into the same baggy poop-colored hoodie every day. he had fucking done it.

he destroyed her, just as he said he would.

she put a loose strand of hair behind her ear and grabbed her laptop for the first time in days, logging into twitter. she had been mentioned in a tweet.

shanedawson: hey there velvetdreams could you follow me back? i just want to chat for a bit. :)

little did she know, her life was about to turn upside down.

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