It didn't deserve them. Or anyone. Or happiness. Or anything good.
Why did no one understand that?
Mason, Spring, whatever you call it deserves nothing more than to suffocate.
If no one understood, at least it knows what it's worth.
It'll delete kind messages, that were written out of pity.
It'll hurt itself.
It'll never call out for help in an obvious way.
It'll fucking rot away and be foregotten before that even finishes.
It. Is. Nothing.
Nothing at all.
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RandomJfc i hate these lowkey qjdmwm -2020 mason Okay so, most of these will be kinda sad. More often than not this is a muse for me, a kind of venting system without actually venting. Some chapters are easier to read than others, and some are easier to...
