I've been here for a while, in this same building. Most of my time spent in my room, alone. Everyday I repeat the same routine. The same boring qualities, just different days. I've come to love these qualities as boring as they are. I don't like change, I don't deal with it well.
(*TRIGGER WARNING*)
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( there are tons of authors notes lmao ) TRIGGER WARNING : SIGNS OF SUICIDE/SELF HARM/SMUT. A really fucked up story tbh. I regret writing this but hey. It's kinda popular and I'm gonna keep it up for all eternity now.