This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to anyone, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.
Any resemblance to anyone, living or dead, is coincidental.
I want to destroy myself. I live in my shell. I don't need to talk to anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone.
Every day is just the same. I can't believe that I'm insane.
All of my friends left me.
All of my friends left me.
All of my friends left me.
All of my friends left me.
All of my friends left me.
All of my friends left me.
All of my friends left me.
All of my friends left me.
All of my friends left me.
All of my friends left me.
All of my friends left me.
All of my friends left me.
All of my friends left me.
All of my friends left me.