He's suicidal. he's a suicidal freak. he's a self-harmer. What happens when his love of his life catches him self harming? ***TRIGGER WARNING***

You've got your aesthetic and pastel guys; Patrick, Brendon, Tyler, and Alex. They're the good guys, the ones that like to dress up and be cute. Then you have your stoner and "rad vibe" guys; Pete, Ryan, Josh, and Jack. They're the bad guys, the ones who dress in leather jackets and like to be rebels. What do you get when you combine the two? Pastel Vibes.

I tried so hard, believe me, I did. But damn, his eyes were swallowing me more each an everyday. They would take me, piece by piece. But me trying hard wasn't hard enough I guess. Just because I was put out into the world as someone whose heart was replaced by ice didn't mean I didn't have a heart at all. It just covered in the ice, meaning I was numb from the coldness. I didn't know what I was doing, I was embarrassing myself, ruining my reputation, for someone who wouldn't glance at me twice, let alone once. But let me tell you something- sometimes, trying is how you end up making someone realize that you are willing to change. And me? I longed for his sweet gaze, I weakened at the knees when at the though of his smile, maybe one day I would be the reason of the creased that appear at the corners of his eyes when he smiled or laughs. God, I hope so.

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