Simply a shadow

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Dear no one , 
Everyone else was looking for hope while I searched for my end . You can see happiness dancing in their eyes , but you can't ever feel it pumping in your veins, so while they live people like us die .All Rights Reserved

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Only read this when you're sad.

Take this pain, rip out my heart if you have to! I don't want this anymore! Dancing. Fast pace, Bend. Twirl. Dip. Up, down, Left, right, Fast pace.

From my mind, to the page, with some editing in between. Thoughts, rants, blurb etc.

What happens when you lose everything you wanted? Everything you needed? Like the air you breathe and the heat you feel. What happens when it's gone? You die. That's what. *story is in editing process. I apologize for misspellings and other convention errors*

You're born, you grow up, you make friends, you fall in love....... .... Maybe.... Love at first sight? Feels right, doesn't it? But what happenes when whatever you desire just doesn't reach to you? What happens when everything breaks and falls in front of your eyes yet you can't do anything rather than helplessly watching it fall? Tide of sadness, wave of guilt, edge-fall of anger and hate. Do check out my very first book Thank you.

I call this a beautiful journey of my lifeless existence. I don't know what's happening, but I seem to be living my life all over again, in my mind. It feels so real but seems like a dream to me. I'm confused, lost, worried, but I hope to find answers to what truly went wrong.

Sadness doesn't suit a pretty face like yours. Tell me. What does? Happiness.

Him: I hate myself. For what I did to her, for leaving, for everything. But what was I supposed to do? Love her while letting myself destruct? Now I have to live my life without her. I don't know what to do with myself anymore. I miss her. Her: I should of known something like this was going to happen. I should of known I would only get hurt. Why did I have to let him in? I have to move on now, even if it kills me. As if this pain in my heart isn't already tearing me apart. I don't know if I can do this anymore. I miss him. - continuation and sequel to Let Me In.

IVE GIVEN UP. READ IF YOU WANT BUT IT DOESN'T GO ANYWHERE.

{I lost him a while back, but I didn't realise until it was too late. Until he was gone for good.} TW for depression, suicide, and lots of existentialism.

Breathe

Only read this when you're sad.

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