(trigger warning: mentions of self harm, stay safe please)
dan pov
"you are beautiful"
there is no way thats true. impossible.
i walked into my bathroom. i stared at the reflection in my mirror. 'ugly. disgusting. fat. a disgrace. broken.' my mind chanted. it was right. i sigh heavily, reaching my hand under the sink to where my razor was taped up. i brought the razor to my wrist. i pushed it and dragged it across my skin. pathetic. i went from my wrist to my thighs, then to my stomach. once i was satisfied, i taped my razor back up underneath the sink.
look at you. you rely on a sharp piece of metal to help you. pathetic. waste of air.
i went back to my room, falling into the sweet abyss of nothing.
just as i was about to fall asleep, i heard my phone go off.
'1 new message from: phil<3'
YOU ARE READING
is our love valid? ; phan
Fanfiction*lower case and misspellings are intended* dan is alone. he always has been. he would spend day in and day out on multiple chat websites hoping one day he indeed will find a friend. that is, until a certain boy named phil lester sends a chat reques...
