TW: Self-harm
I pulled out the blade which was shining under the moonlight. It was sharp; sharp enough to pierce through my skin. It was the only solution to my undying solitude.
"You didn't take me with you so I'll come to you myself."
TW: Self-harm
I pulled out the blade which was shining under the moonlight. It was sharp; sharp enough to pierce through my skin. It was the only solution to my undying solitude.
"You didn't take me with you so I'll come to you myself."