Writers note: So this story seems like it is taking forever,and yes I know it isn't as interesting yet,but please stick with me,because it is going to get very good,very soon,I promise,thank you so much for reading. xx :)
It's dark,we sit on a wooden table,it's broken and has drawings everywhere on it,it kinda smells like mold,but I don't really mind.I stare up at the night sky,I look at the stars,they make me feel a bit of happiness,but then the dark monster in the pit of my stomach gobbles that feeling up and then leaves me with nothing.Phil lays back on the table,his big blue eyes twinkle,he most definitely does not look like the type of person who wants to stand in the middle of a highway and jump in front of a car the very chance he gets to.
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Our hearts are a black hole
Hayran Kurgu*WARNING: CONTAINS TALK ABOUT SUICIDE AND MENTAL HEALTH PROBLEMS ALONG WITH SELF HARM! DO NOT READ IF THESE ARE TRIGGERS! somewhat based off the book "My heart and other black holes" Dan is planning on committing suicide,because o what his mother...
