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IT  WAS  A  TANTALIZING  FEAR  OF  HIS  to  be  there  for  somebody  and  not  be  able  to  help  ——  maybe  it  roped  back  to  allison  ,  her  lying  in  his  arms  dying  with  him  not  being  able  to  ease  her  into  the  void  .  but  he  knew  he  would  never  stop  himself  from  helping  someone  who  asked  .  someone  like  spencer    i  have  to  try  to  ——-  don’t  i  ’  he  felt  the  weight  of  those  he  lost  daily  .  never  not  going  through  it  without  them  .  to  simply  ignore  them  would  be  showing  them  those  failures  had  defined  him  .  scott’s  hand  grabbed  the  others  ————-  held  tightly  as  the  girl  spoke  about  her  problems  .  ‘  you’re  grieving  ————  you  see  her  because  a  part  of  your  brain  isn’t  caught  up  with  reality  .  ’  he  felt  emotions  coming  through  his  words  .  ‘  people  often  grieve  for  days  ——–  or  years  ’  he  spoke  the  last  words  as  if  he  believed  them  to  be  his  own  FATE  .  ‘  ———-  all  you  have  to  do  is  tell  yourself  its  not  real  ’  easier  said  than  done 

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❛    but what if it just keeps getting  so much worse?   ❜     it was spoken barely above a whisper    ——–    ,    unshed tears springing to eyes in the state of fragility.    depression and anxiety both demons that went in hand and hand.   PARANOIA.   jumpiness.   from several sleepless nights of nothing but   tossing and turning. however   ,   it seemed as if the boy she’s known a lifetime and thought so highly of knew exactly what she was talking about.   both of them on the same wavelength.   while differing in terms of MORAL VALUES to a degree   ,   this was something both of them dealt with.   trauma.   returning a wet gaze   ,  orbs grew wide while her head shook slightly.      ❛    i just want it all to stop.   i haven’t gotten a full night’s sleep since   ——–     ,      ❜      voice abruptly cut off    ,   but knew she didn’t have to finish for him to understand.   during the pause    ,    chest heaved and the only sound was a light heartbreaking sniffle.     ❛    it seems so real.  sometimes  i   ,    ——   i can swear she’s right there in the room.       

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