But no one listens to her because she doesn't have a pretty face to match her pretty mind.
On the other side of the door was the other side of her thoughts. A barrier kept between positivity and negativity.
Negativity was closing in.
Her mother and father have always been in countless, restless fights.
She's also in a fight with her sanity.
She listened to things crashing and yells getting louder.
Sadly she related.
Her gentle hands moved from a knife to her cellphone. Music was her only escape.
When I die don't come to my grave and sit there for hours talking about how much you love me and miss me.
Those are things I should've heard when I was alive.
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FanfictionShe took a deep breath, and put one leg from the bridge when she suddenly heard out a cry. "Stop!" A booming but deep voice cried out. She turned around shocked to see Yoongi grab her hand and pull her away from the edge. 안녕 this is my 2nd story eve...
