You breathe.

Nothing. Nothing is an odd notion isn't it? Can there ever really be nothing? You can never truly do nothing. You breathe. You pulse. Your heart beats and your cells regenerate. You are someone, you are a part of something. You blink. You listen. You salivate, you swallow. You breathe. You think. You wonder. You dream. Your blood pumps round your body. You breathe. You think. You dream. You become. Your lungs turn air into carbon dioxide - you breathe. You constantly change and renew. Cell by cell by cell by cell. You breathe. You started your life with 300 bones. They fused together into the 206 you sit there with now. You breathe. You have around 86 billion neurons in your brain. They allow you to speak, plan, reason, solve problems, feel emotions, move, remember, see, hear, taste, touch, smell and balance. You breathe. You are you, nobody else can be you. You have so many different sides to you. You breathe. You are incredible and almost impossible being. You breathe. You are wonderful. You are special. You were made and grew from two tiny cells into what you are now. You breath. You are not doing nothing, you are not nothing, you are you. And that is good. You breathe. You breathe. You breathe. 

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We cannot pretend there is any kind of togetherness anymore. There is only whatever this is and nobody seems to know what this is. Well, SOME might, but nobody is telling me because clearly I don't deserve to be told. When you do something that is wrong, you always know it is wrong even when you're doing it. So you must know right now that what you are doing is wrong. It's not fair on anyone. Not fair on her because even though she says it won't, we all know it will. Unfair on him because he is put in an awkward position where he doesn't know what is right. Unfair on him because he's being kept in the dark about It all when they supposedly tell each other everything. And most of all, unfair on us because you are tearing this apart from the inside. We all love this and you say you do too, but it's like you're willing to sacrifice this for that when that won't even end up bring yours because you clearly want something else more. 

This sucks, it sucks so bad that you trusted her more than us. It sucks that you talk to him more than us. It especially sucks that I genuinely don't believe that this is you.