I haven't seen the world so brightly.
Moldova is dead.
They found his body sagging in a creek, drowned. Lillian died of Lung cancer. So many deaths.
Bulgaria is still here, at least I have him..
I have been told to take 3 depression pills a day, but do I listen? See how much of an ignorant bastard I am. I just want to be numb, dead, gone.
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"The shoulder you cry on, the dust that you die on. I could be your painkiller, the dose that you die on" . I heard the music coming from Bulgaria's room.
"Bulgaria, what is that?" I asked peering into the room.
"Romania, I don't need this now.." He responded
He forgot to turn down the music. "You know you need to find a way, to stay another day."
"Bulgaria.." I said
He glared into my eyes
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haha i like south park so expect a creek fanfic soon
but hey i'll keep writing this
also here's the song if you wanna hear it
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Romania's Journal
RomansaOne day, a boy gets a journal from his friend., What will happen? (( WARNING THIS CONTAINS A VERY SMALL BIT OF YOAI/LEMON ))
