"Looking on as all of life's colors seem to fade to gray. I just walked away. I was already missing before the night I left, just me and your shadow and all of my regrets. Who am I? Who am I when I don't know myself?"
- Invisible, 5 seconds of summer.
96: Unconsciously present
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My mom was still in Mississippi, waiting for me to graduate from the best high school in the United States to return home.
I was numb. I was shocked. I didn't want to believe what my head already knew, and these things affected my studies in an absurd route.
However, I refuse to stop studying, no matter how often I lose focus. It's the only thing that keeps stopping me from thinking.
Almost a month had passed since my mom's death. Still so hard to process, but harder to live without.
The numbness kille
