Triggers for sadness and anxiety
They didn't feel anything. Their head was full of insults, words to break their soul. But he didn't feel anything. Nothing. His eyes closed as he drifted like a leaf in the wind. Tired... so tired...
I think I was drinking from the angst fountain again. Well shit. Here we go again.
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A Tangled Mess! --Short Story and Drabble Collection
RandomThis is my first time writing here so... hi. Each short is under a category label. If you don't like angst, don't read under that label (and I do, like, hardcore angst sometimes). If you don't want any crack shit, don't read the Incorrect Quotes or...
