Hello,
It got worse.
It all got worse.
I cut myself again, of course.
But worse.
I ran away.
At least, I think I did.
I'm sitting next to a tree somewhere in a forest.
It's better here.
But I just want to be with Louis, which I can't.
I feel like crying, but I can't.
I don't cry anymore, I cut.
Sorry.
H.
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Hello [L.S]
FanfictionHello, I'm Harry, I'm 16 years old. And I met a boy, named Louis. Larry Stylinson. Warning: Self-harm.
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