1:57 a.m.
have you experienced this feeling of nothingness? do you know what it feels like, the pain and despair of being empty? who am i even asking these questions to, a piece of paper? is my existence is only an unanswered question?
3:43 a.m.
still nothing, still empty. i pray to a god who i don't believe in to make this feeling come to a stop.
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late night journal.
Short StoryA collection of middle of the night journal entries from a girl who's heart has been broken. Each chapter is a from a new night or day. No capitalization on purpose. *Possible triggers*
