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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