Once there was an innocent boy who thought the world was fair. He saw beauty, no matter where even in the ugliest weeds. Things went well for him until one tragic day. He ventured, out into reality with no idea what lay beyond his perfect little world. It was a dark and gloomy place where only the strong survived. Man for man, a wasteland. He discovered the harsh truths of the world. War, poverty, illness, rape, suicide, drugs, it was too much for him. All of a sudden his world collapsed, the flowers he would smell outside turned to black thorny bushes, the nice warm food he ate suddenly seemed less appetizing, the loving face of his mother turned into that of a savage beast. It was all too much, his once pure heart started festering with all the evil of the world. He no longer had purpose, no longer felt meaning, he was living merely on his instinct to survive. One day he got out of bed this time he was done, done with people, done with life, done with everything. So he got into his moms room and found her pills. He took them, all of them and let the nightmares put him to sleep.
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somewhere in the stars
De Todoill try to update at least once a week im not sure when ill end it im kinda just recording thoughts
