He'd spiraled out of control for years. No one noticed, no one said anything. No one wanted to deal with the mess that was Ryan. It seemed no one truly cared.
And so at the end of the day, Ryan didn't care either. He'd lock himself away and self destruct, in quiet isolation. The only place he could feel nothing at all, absolutely numb. A place he preferred to be.
For feeling nothing at all was far better than feeling everything all at once.
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