Miles-tan

Anxiety, a word that never occurred me before. Something that is said as a trivial thing. I never cared about it. I ate, a lot. I couldn't just find relieve even after eating monumental quantities of food. They were never enough. But it was okay, I just needed to eat. People saw me, I could feel it. They posed their eyes in me, every step, every move I made. I realised that I walk weird. I could be walking home from school and thought of the stares and suddenly my legs would make me walk funny, I could hear in my head the people talking behind my back, saying all type of things about me. I just had to concentrate my mind in walking but thei

"Jake, it’s not safe. Get the fuck out of there and come here." It wasn’t a strange situation to Zack because when having friends like that, he would end up in a lot of problems. "Come on man, we’re just exploring this weird cave, it’s not like something bad will happen." And that was it, when you put together the words ‘weird’ and ‘cave’ it doesn’t give you good vibes. "Jake I will count to three and if you don’t go out before I will make sure-" "Aw c’mon mom just lose yourself a little." But when you’re an angel these bad vibes are really bad news. Tugging on the b