This chapter originally contained s3lf h@rm, but i changed it so it doesn't look like i want or like to romanticize it. i never meant to. i never want to. it's horrible and it hurts so many. the chapter still carries the same message however.
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he was alone.
all alone.
it was quiet.
his parents weren't home.
silent...
too quiet.
why was it so quiet?
WHY WAS IT SO QUIET?!
the room was quiet, the house was quiet, he was quiet. his body was silent. it doesn't feel real.
this isn't real. none of this is.
he hit his leg.
nothing.
pinched his face.
nothing.
it wasn't real.
slammed his fist into the floor
nothing.
where was he?
he felt like he was a centimetre to the right of his body.
he didn't like it.
make it stop.
make it stop.
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save my soul.
Fanfiction- bakugou angst, because why not - a story of love and loss. where words are more powerful then anything. - kiribaku - tw- (implied) depression and eating disorders. you have been warned. / i also want to mention that the cover art IS mine! /
