Why Weren't You There? (Depressed!Dave x Dirk Strider) [WIP]
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Your name is Dave Strider and you are the human manifestation of a failure. You arms are littered with scars from various kinds of blades, swords, and razors alike. All of which bleed together to form mottled scar tissue and the most ugly addition to your already extensive list of shit. Your bright red eyes you once used to love now bring you pain as you wish they could be normal, as you wish you could be normal. You wished you had the stable family life everyone in your old classes took for granted. You wish you didn't wear shades and force irony onto everything in a despite bid to get your brother's attention. Imitation is the best form of flattery, after all.
Yeah, the only reason he's around is because he was laid off for a week between being moved to a different sections of his company.
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Please do not read if it will be a harm to your mental state, read only if you feel you can handle themes of depression, suicide, and self-harm.
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