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The Life of a Teenager

Grey spaces.

Empty. Neutral ground. Thats exactly where I'm standing right now.
I'm looking at the space between the black and white.
I feel like I've lost the most important person in my life.
She was my betsfriend but she's moved on.
I don't matter.
I'm nothing.
I'm dust.
I don't think I'll be able to smile in school anymore.
I don't think I'll believe in friendship like I did before.
I'm no longer. I feel so dead.
The thing about us teenagers, we hold on too tightly onto friends.
The thing about me is that I hold onto even the things that hurt me.
Its dumb. Its like killing myself.
But I can't do anything anymore...
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Isn't it weird how we all try to hold onto things that aren't forever?