Time always seems to slow when I am alone, everything blends together into a pool of shadows and darkness. I sit in the bath watching the ripples on the surface the water coating me, it had long since gone cold. I am just thinking, thinking about how easy it would be to drown myself, to disappear. But I could never do it, not when it would hurt you all so much. So I let myself waste away, for you all.
Its always for you.
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Little stories
Cerita PendekA bunch of short stories I have written, as well as the start of stories I likely won't finish. If you would like me to continue a story feel free to ave a comment. I have moved these stories from a different account
