the miserable life of a miserable teenager

contagious



No, not covid. The hurtful glares and constant avoidance.

Somebody take me to the ER, quarantine me. Extremely contagious.

Didn’t see any symptoms, yet they’re on top of things, apparently.

Although, few brave people have come face to face with the infected, they weren’t strong enough.

Left with a bleeding mind.

It’s alright though, I’m fine on my own. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Might even say, better.


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