Late at night, Shane staggered drunkenly against a streetlamp and threw up everything he had in him. His body felt hollow, and he collapsed in the corner by a wall, drained and filthy.People passing by cast disgusted looks his way, muttering under their breath.Shane noticed. He tilted his head back and burst into a crazed laugh, shouting at the top of his lungs, “What? Never seen human trash before? Go on—stare! I’ll give you a good show!”His voice cracked near the end. He slumped against the wall, shut his eyes, and suddenly, life just felt pointless.A worthless screw-up like him was just wasting oxygen.All he ever did was mess things up. Maybe it would be better if he just ended it.Once the thought entered his mind, it clung to him like a curse, echoing louder and louder.He pushed himself up, staggering toward the edge of the sidewalk. His eyes locked onto the busy street ahead. Headlights flashed in his face, bright and disorienting, like they belonged to another world
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