I haven't been going to school, and my mum's not here to hit me because of that. I haven't seen you too. I can't hear you calling me these words, that I'm a whore, a home wrecker. That I ruined your life.
I haven't moved an inch. I've been staring at the ceiling. Waiting for an unknown yet familiar blur to overtake me.
I haven't eaten.
I think this is good for me.
I feel better about myself.
I don't feel like hurting myself anymore.
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Teen FictionHe wanted to break her. Unfortunately, one of her broken shards pierced into him. ·˚ ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈˚· Read the revised and edited version of 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛 and explore Rizu Lu's other works on saltroomarchives.wordpress.com Thank you for your continuous suppor...
