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Ongoing, First published May 07, 2017
Mature
" Do you ever wonder what it's like to walk across a bridge and you know you are going to fall but you do it anyway just for the hell of it? To be able to say you did it too? To feel those five seconds or ten or thirty of falling, your stomach in your chest, your heart in your throat, just there you falling in slow motion, you alone? " D.Ks K.Ji

***Triger warning: mental illness, depression, not graphic but mentions of self harm***


I got this idea from a one shot that I read once, I tried looking for it but I couldn't find it, so credit to whom ever wrote that for my inspo. Also I thought of the movie 'split' while writing this so some credit to M. Night Shamalan ( idek how to spell his name but you get the point )
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