Classic Novel
the miserable life of a miserable teenager
tw noose
They’ll cry their petty tears for me while I just hang. It’s not like I want a big funeral.
Or a shiny trending hashtag.
I just want to go.
No reason to be sad about that,
I’m empty, remember?
The shell I live in, means nothing to me.
I am nothing. I do nothing. I say nothing.
Let me die. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.
Don’t stop me,
or you might fall too.
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