Day six.
I haven't been out of my room for two days.
I haven't eaten for two days.
I haven't talked for two days.
Frankly, I haven't done anything for two days but cry.
I'm all cried out Ty.
I can't cry anymore.
It's like there was a puddle inside me and now it's all dried up.
I miss you a whole fucking lot.
Like.. So fucking much.
~ Troye
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Dear Diary || troyler
FanfictionTroye Sivan vents to lined paper as his best friend, Tyler Oakley, is in a coma.