I feel like my life doesn't matter, I'm incapable of being by myself. The walls narrow, and my eyes are heavy too. I can stare at nothing for hours, I hold my breath for fun. In order to be real I need validation. Do you remember on my birthday when you gave me two hundred dollars and a bracelet you found. It was floating in dead water, thickly coated with algae. The interaction was five minutes long, why would you do that to me? I can stare at nothing for hours, I hold my breath for fun. I hold my breath for fun.