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Every second of staring at that dead-eyed thing in the body of the boy I loved makes me want to burn the place down. Shake those big shoulders. Kiss him.
Hit him. I want to make him angry or sad
Make him feel something.

This so saaaadd

😋😋😋

the writing is so strange ??? it's overly and unnaturally formal but out of nowhere one sentence will be an attempt at bookish humor