It's back. That feeling that had left, that feeling that we dread, the feeling we hate.
The one that drowns us in an endless pit, the one where we find ourselves hopeless, the one where we find ourselves in tears.
Why is it back? Its not understood. Nothing is wrong but it feels so..empty. Why?! For once everything is okay! Its perfect! But that feeling is back and I hate it.
But did it ever truly leave..?
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Short Stories
Short StoryThese are short stories and quotes that I write when I'm bored or don't want to create a new story with a whole new plot! I hope you like it! {Accepting requests/ideas through comments or messages}
