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Josh would walk into the bathroom with a towel around his waist, accompanied by the scent of his boyfriend Tyler. The shades of A dark and bright red smothered on the walls around him Josh's bathroom was really aesthetic. "I hope he'll get a chance to see me in the bathtub.." Josh thought.

Josh would drop his towel to the floor, only revealing the bare rim of his body. "Only me and You could see this I promise..." Josh would stare at the tattoos of Tyler's on the bathroom wall, ignoring that the boys almost-rotten head was sitting on the sink.

Josh would turn on the water to the hottest temp it could reach, he would sit in the bathtub as steam filled the air. He would refresh his mind, thinking why would the boy sacrifice. his life to a a guy, with colorful, dark hair and anxiety,
"Tyler??" Josh would repeat over, as if he heard a soft calm voice speak to him while he bathed. He turned around... Nothing. No one was there. Josh's fear and imagination was messing with him once again throughout his sick, messed up head thinking that his lover was still here. But obviously he's not...

Josh put his head up to his knees and sobbed softly, thinking why he had done this and when could it end? The pain?? the agony, everything.

" I'm Disgusting" Josh said as he scoffed at the thought of just thinking about himself...

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