There's an old proverb that says that when something is 'out of sight, out of mind', it means that you forget things that aren't there anymore. That's how I am. Invisible. Unseen, unheard. A face in the crowd. Alone in my own little lifeboat, floating in the sea. I try not to care, I really do. I try not to let it bother me how everyone's gaze slides off of me like water, as if I'm not even there. Except for his. tw: sexual assault, depression, mentions of school shootings, mentions of heterosexuality, coming to terms with ones sexuality, mentions of self harm, mentions of suicide, panic attacks, this is DEH you know what's going on
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