Crab
Aconitiuim
Crab, he has no life, or he thinks he doesn't. He stands there, claws dug in the hot sand.
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Luis, he has no good life, and he has little hope left. He stands in his problems, mind clung to his confusion in life.
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Yeah, they can manage, alone.
I mean, they can live. They have food, shelter, water and clothes.
Well, I suppose one of them do.
WARNING:
-contains suicidal moments and knifes/blood/scars and wounds.
-contains a very weird concept.
-isn't serious, some information may be incorrect as crabs are not on my research list.
-contains some form of lgtbq (there will be no kissing).
-this is for mature readers.
-contains immense crying.