billion book
the miserable life of a miserable teenager
tw i don’t wanna be here
Let me go. Let me be happy.
My weeks are filled with nothingness.
My lungs are filled with temporary fixes.
My eyes are filled with tearful shame.
I don’t wanna be here.
You don’t want me here.
I don’t wanna do this.
Everyday is the same,
empty yet overwhelming,
at the same time. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org
“How can you live like this?”
Simple, I can’t.
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