The razor that saved me.

Chapter. 1

Ever since things went wrong at home when you were 12, you always took out your pain and anger on your skin.

'Some people just can't be saved' you would think after another failed therapy term. It didn't help that everyone gave up on you. Everyone you ever loved, you ever trusted...gone.

But maybe something can help, maybe someone can help. You thought you had just given up on human kind, now materials are the way you get through each day... Sharp materials. Dark rooms, dark clothes, dark hair, dark soul.

But just maybe, you could be saved. Could you be saved by a blade??

x Ashton Irwin fanfic x

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So this is my new idea..well oldish but never wrote so yeah xm