What is it like to raise your voice? How does it feel to have someone hear you? To escape from your miserable box of isolation? I wouldn't know. It's far too easy to be quiet. Keeping the silence does nothing but hurt you, and I am the living proof.
He killed himself, and it's my fault.
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Too Good At Labels
General FictionIt's too easy to judge a book by its cover. The consequences can be tragic.
