Dear diary,
I did it again...as the blood trickled down my wrist, I look at myself with disgust. Look at me, I'm a mess, I'm a bother to everyone. I'm talentless, useless, waste of space. I can never hold a candle to her. You never look at me the same way you look at her. In fact, you don't even bother to notice me, you don't care about me. All you need is her...but all I need is you...
- SinB
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The Meaning of Life | Ft. SinRin
FanfictionI need you, but you don't. I want you, but you don't. I love you, I hoped you do. Now is too late...goodbye to you. *self-harm is included. Those who can't take it, don't read it ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫...
