*TRIGGER WARNING*
He sat on the bathroom floor, staring at the wall, thinking. What was he to the world? Just a boy. A stupid little naive boy. He thought that he could change this world with love and kindness, but instead the world changed him. But not only that. It destroyed him, made him a puppet to throw around with. He was nothing. He didn't even know why he was still alive. Everyone left him. There was nobody left for him to talk to or to be with. His red eyes scanned the room. It was dark and small. There was only one thing shining brightly in the dark. It was also the only thing that could really help him. He grabbed it and twisted it in his hands. Suddenly there was someone knocking on the door. It was locked though.
"Honey, c'mon, open the door. Please."
He didn't do or say anything. Didn't want to.
"Darling.."
"Don't call me that."
"Babe I'm so sorry. I didn't want that to happen, I swear. It just kinda happened. I'm so sorry. But I still love you, you know?"
He didn't believe him. Not a word. He's in love with someone else but he still loves me? Bullshit. Another knocking. The thing in his hands caught his attention again. Should he?
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creative dump (CZ/EN)
Randomrandom stories and poems and other i wrote. trigger warning stuff will be included a lot. it'll be marked (for your safety) in the beginning of the story. // random povídky, básničky, cokoliv co jsem napsala a neměla kam dát. hodně věcí s trigger wa...
