Sometimes I feel like I'm not worth it. Like I'm nothing. I am nothing. Just living in my own world. It's cold and dark in here. If you read anything I wrote be sure that every word is a part of me and my soul.
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Story by Lenya Wellbrock
You
Feelings. you. me. us. do we even feel? is it all true? or just what they want us to think?
