"no, you need to take your medicine, jimin,"
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I hadn't realized the oblivion depression threw you into.
it was almost merciless.
every organ within me twisted and turned with a pain that was equally as numbing as it was agonizing; but park jimin being sad wasn't the issue.
park jimin being gay was, and park jimin having voices in his head was just a side-effect.
"I want yoongi.."
those were the only words I'd ever say out loud—my mind was screaming so much that it was all I could manage to hear clearly.
jaesung took care of me, nurturing me until his attachment to my mind grew like a festering tumor in my brain.
he loved the idea of substance addiction,
I loved the idea of yoongi.
yoongi yoongi yoongi.
why was I so attached, huh?
you guys don't even know, I'd only met him a few times at a park when I was little.
was yoongi even real?
that's when the second one came.
lying awake in a hospital bed, it was like my conscience had slipped away.
I never knew what happened, I only felt the snap of the nurse's throat beneath my fingers.
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"what in God's name happened to our perfect son?"
YOU ARE READING
𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓.
Romancemy mom always told me to smile, because I looked better that way. I knew she meant well, but from the start I could tell that something was wrong. is, wrong. my only reaction was that a smile is just a frown upside down.
