Истории Beautyandpain

It wasn't fate, it was me. It was my decision to do it. No one will ever understand why I did what I did, but I do. That's all that matters to me This time it wasn't out of pity for myself and my shitty life. It was out of pure sorrow. The loss of a loved one is more then painful. It rips all the life right out of your body, and I wasn't ready to go through that yet another time. *Trigger Warning*

Subconscious thought emerging at dusk

This is the story of a man captivated by a woman whose beauty feels both distant and near. Each night, he grapples with the image of red drops on white snow, symbolizing his hidden pain and longing. He wishes for the courage to speak, but fear keeps him silent. Will she ever see the truth behind his silence?

She didn't know life was going to be so much pain living with an abusive boyfriend Feeling insecure for what? When there's so much more to live for she figures that out and leaves to find a better life Thats when she meets Mr. Right