"thank you for taking the time to read my thoughts. and once again, thank you for being so patient and kind and understanding with me. and for everything else too. love, -sky."
"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...
You're fucking stupid. You deserve to die. Kill yourself. "Don't tell yourself that, (y/n)" ⚠️ THIS BOOK CONTAINS THEMES OF DEPRESSION, ANXIETY, AND SELF HARM. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THESE TOPICS ⚠️