Thoughts of su!c!de/death
Oj led me to "my" room and told me that I can stay in hotel oj forever now. Everyone was worried for me and my health. But my health dosnt matter as much as my work. My work matters more. Everyone is better then me. I'm just in the background. None of the viewers like me. NOBODY LIKES ME. I JUST HAVE TO KEEP ON LIVING FOR STUPID PLOT RELEVANCE. IM SICK AND TIRED OF THIS. WHY CANT THEY JUST LET ME DIE?! I DONT MATTER I NEVER DID SO WHY DO THEY CARE NOW WHY ARE THEY HERE NOW WHY CANT I JUST- "taco? Are you ok? You haven't talked or moved from your room for 2 hours.." I heard pickle on the other side of the door. "AND WHY DO YOU CARE?!" I felt hurt. Please just leave me alone.. I knew pickle could tell I was hurt and lock picked the door. Went in. And looked at me. I was in the corner of my room crying my eyes out. He sat down beside me, patted my back and hugged me. "Cry it out. It's gonna be fine." He said. I sobbed and hugged pickle tightly and cried into him. I don't know what happened after that as I kept crying and..fell asleep.
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Azionean ii fan AU that takes place after episode 14 of season 2. what happens in this AU? find out yourself ;)
