Thirteen Reasons Why

We were talking, I looked at the ceiling, while you told me your problems. I did not know what to say or react. I am afraid if my opinion is the least you wanted to hear. I turned my position against you. In case you could see my colors.

It was my turn to tell my deepest guilty pleasure. Hannah Baker killed herself and gave thirteen reasons why she did what she did. I also have more than thirtheen reasons why I hate something enormously.

There's always a trigger why and how you did an action. Like how Hannah got rape engender her to cut herself and drowned in her own blood.

My trigger to being in a hater club was the impact that changed me into someone I don't want to be. I hate it for that. desperately hate it.

It was silence still. you sush me and told me to sleep

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