as dan came home from school he realized that it was raining. as he didn't mind, he would still be soaking wet when he got home. though he hated the feeling of his dark-coloured socks being damp, he didn't care. he didn't want to go home and smell the smoke of his father's cigarettes. he didn't want to go home and lay on his messy, unmade bed. he didn't want to see the broken lamps and the grainy walls.
he wanted to sit outside on the wet tree house ladder and forget about his mom. forget that she could've been perfect, his home could've been perfect.
his life could've been perfect.
but sadly it wasn't. of course he had cheesy thoughts about someone like a prince to come and save him.
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real | phan
Fanfiction"he's real! he's fucking real, he's right here!" ~ ~ ~ ~ tw - depression, anxiety, suicidal thoughts etc.
