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alone i was,
on the shore of a beach
what are you doing, red?
why are you just standing here?
do you know where you are?
i dont know where i am.
the sun was falling below the horizon, the sky was painted pink, each cloud left with pink-orange highlights. i hate sunsets. they remind me of home, thinking of home makes me sick to my stomach. the place that had once provided me shelter and comfort seemed stale and uncomfortable. i hope i find where im supposed to be, and god i hope that place isn't home.
what's my point in life?
do i have one?
maroon and magenta left, because of me. i really don't know why, but after maroon went missing, magenta just stopped talking to me. that hurt me. something about having someone to be there with you when you're lonely and someone to comfort you when you hate yourself.
"you're a physcopath, red."
"a cold hearted, backstabbing physco, you don't know love."
"you're obviously not meant here."
"i know you too well red."
"you did all of this on purpose."
"you're the reason maroon isn't with us anymore."
i remember it, all too well. she said that, right before pacing off, that happened a couple moons ago. all that time away just made me wonder, what did i ever do wrong? i was kind, optimistic, and generous to them. i don't get it.
life was a willow and it bent right to her wind.
i felt a sharp twist, and a feeling of discomfort growing in my stomach. i groom myself (😨), instinctively, cleaning the fur on my paws and belly, but that didn't help. the feeling soon turned into pain. i curled up into a ball, feeling lightheaded. i hear a rumble from my stomach, and try my best to ignore it.
just thinking about company makes me feel sick. i feel the wind violently blowing on my fur.
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oh yeah im never finishing this
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SKYRISE - AU
Non-Fictionjust catified colors "𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯." ★★ yes, there will be constant references to taylor songs. this was originally gonna be an animated web series, but im too lazy for that. so here i am writing this w my...
