Chilly-Bean
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[AUTHORS NOTE: Folks this is fucking old, so expect another rewrite some time in the future.]
𝗙𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 an old bedtime story wouldn't guarantee anyone smooth living, if that's all you have for directions in life. Through the tough times of enteral years, one would simply hope to waste away. The thought of having to drag your feet behind you for as long as the earth rotates not so appealing.
Stripped of your chance for any kind of future, only for misfortune to take the reins against your better judgment. Memories caged within the back of your mind, their screams and groans filled with sickening pleas disregarded for the better. Indifferent to your own self worth and gain as more ignorance clouds your eyes.
Robbed time and time again, yet lessons were never learnt, merely to then become a lowly pawn in someone else's game. Prey for someone else's lust for blood. Caged memories rowdy with sinister joy, compelling your state of mind to crumble...
𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒍𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒅𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒅.
𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘋𝘌𝘙 𝘐𝘕𝘚𝘌𝘙𝘛