The Junk Drawer

idea #1 [used, but still available]

The idea has been requested by somebody, but tbh it's so vague that anybody can have it bc I v much doubt that two ideas will be the same

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It was cruel, really, so completely and utterly unfair that if there had been any doubt about the existence of some sort of higher power, there wasn't now. There was something out there, and it was laughing at me, a humble pawn in its little game. It was so unarguably unfair that I had spent so long wishing for death, begging for something to end my miserable existence, and now that I'd found something to live for, I was going to die. Just as quickly as I'd found (insert a name), I was going to lose (them). Just when I'd finally decided to open up to somebody, and took the fatal risk of giving them my all, I was going cease to exist. I had gotten my wish.

But at what price?

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I don't actually know what this is about, or what the title is, or what I was thinking when I wrote this, so really don't ask me questions about it. Let me know if you wanna use this idea, but you have exactly three weeks to post it after you ask or I'm giving it to somebody else. :)

[[[ bear in mind that if I get round to it I might write whatever book this blurb is from !!! ]]]

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