fifth night
elize / bold - andrya / italic
andrya's pov
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"i don't think it's that hard to heal. i think each event that happens in our life and some people that are in our life, make it hard to heal."
i said as she finished strumming. i wonder if the songs she play are just stories and emotions she can't say out loud.
"you know, well you don't so i'll tell you....i want to stop breathing, I don't want to use the word die because it's not really what I want."
she looks at me with her eyes widening.
"i'm not living anymore. i'm just getting by and i don't like it." i whispered
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