the miserable life of a miserable teenager

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Can’t believe they didn’t see it sooner. My brain, is dangerous. Scary.

Just like every other teen in a movie

with a mental disorder.

One minute, I’m distracted, fine.

And the next, it feels as if my mind is being stabbed with thoughts. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Could scream, hit someone, finally smash my face into the glass at work.

I just don’t feel alive.

So, how could you stop me from ending this fever dream?


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