As I lay on the grass amongst the thousands of souls I can't help but think of him. The one I died for but not intending it to happen. My chance at life was over before it even started. I'm stuck here on this earth with these other lost souls. We are here because we can't leave until our problems are solved. Fuck.
It's so lonely when you have no one to talk to. I can't feel whenever I touch something.....anything but the others like me. The living can't see me, they even walk through me. Dickheads. I breathe but no air comes out. I dream but it's only darkness I can't see through. Sucks to be me right now or any other day.
How rude am I right now for not introducing myself?! Name is Diamond Loveless but my friends call me Love. I'm sixteen as of August, died in November. The boy who broke my heart is called Marcus King.....bitch. But call him Marcus. Lets just get back to this damn story.
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