I fell down to my knees. And like that it was becoming constant. There was someone every day. Every single damn day, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday... And each day i listened to their tale. And no matter how mad I was I still made them turn away. But everyday became longer and longer, as the reasons kept building up, and yet there was no one who realised my reason. There was no one who would do this for me. Everyday there was someone, I couldn't do what I needed to do. There was no way I could let out all this pain.
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Someones Always There. (Inspired by My R)
Historia CortaThis story is inspired by the song My R. It's a suicidal song, and if you haven't listened to it I'd recommend listening to it or you may not understand the story all that much.
