It isn't fair when you know a simple thought from them could rearrange you. All that remains is the hope that somewhere along the way you discarded a stronger more vivacious version of yourself. A fragment to be called upon when you have nothing left.
my personality is the last book i read<<<< In the book I'm reading the main character is feeling nothing. She is completly numb with everything. And I kinda just laid on the couch doing nothing with a blank mind and felt like I wasn't breathing