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"Hey, my name is Johnnie. Johnnie Guilbert. I'm in a rough time of my life. It seems that everything I do has no meaning in this world. People don't care about me, they don't like me or maybe they don't even know I exist. I'm seventeen, almost starting my senior year of High School. I don't think that it will be like how you see it in movies: loads of fun, great people, best year of your school life, lot of party, etc,etc. It just doesn't work that way. Sometimes I sit and wonder if teenage years are really "the best years of your life", like the grown ups say to us when we are little kids. Why don't they just tell us the truth? Because, after all, they teach us not to lie too. I hope that this year doesn't become a hurrican." [WARNINGS: This Fanfiction contains swearing, self-harm and others; This fanfiction is not made to offend anyone or anything]

┌─ ◦ 𝚘𝚗𝚎-𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 ◦ ─────── ❝𝒾 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓈𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑒𝒶𝓈𝒾𝑒𝓇, 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒷𝑜𝓉𝒽 𝑜𝒻 𝓊𝓈.❞ ───────────────★⌒─┘ ⌈ ＣＯＭＰＬＥＴＥＤ ⌋ 「‬‪ written : 250521 completed : 050721 ‪」‬ ★⌒ 𝓁𝑒𝑒 𝓉𝒶𝑒𝓎𝑜𝓃𝑔 + 𝒿𝑜𝒽𝓃𝓃𝓎 𝓈𝓊𝒽

Simply exhausted of all colour. Wasted. I didn't lie down. I didn't blink. I just sat there, staring into nothingness, waiting for something to materialise into my vision. Something. Anything. I had kept Sherlock away. Kept him away from his death, for so long. So long. Little did I know, all he needed was a little jump from a rooftop. It wouldn't take me long either, would it? I wasn't going to die. I needed relief. I needed disconnection. Disorientation. Oblivion. Ignorance. Because ignorance is bliss. It was in my hand, now. Like vengeance disguised in forgiveness. Breathe. Steady. Hold. Control. . . . Now. Pain shot through my arms and my palms, like my nails were being pulled out. It spread like fire, like ice cold fire, still burning like coals. My limbs were numb. I fell onto the bed, my mouth pressed into the sheet at an odd angle. I was too fatigued to change it. Too drowned to change it. Drowned too deep. To change anything. I'd never done this. Was I going to die? It'd be better if I died. What would that feel like? Flying? Better that this I suppose. Don't you think, Sherlock? [TW: IF YOU ARE STRUGGLING WITH PTSD SCHIZOPHRENIA DEPRESSION ANXIETY PANIC DISORDERS DRUGS OR ARE TRIGGERED BY ANYTHING ELSE PLEASE PROCEED WITH DISCRETION. GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF NEAR- SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND VIOLENCE AND ZERO CLOSURE LIKE LITERALLY NO CLOSURE]

Unknown number: Heyyyyyyyyyy! Bestie 😘 ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🤍♥️💘💝💖💗💓💞💕💟❣️ Merida: The fuck? Who is this??? And did you just send all the heart emojis you could find 🙂? Unknown number: Noe♥️ Merida: I really don't think I am your bestie! Please kindly, fuck off 🖕 Merida Hamilton. A 'simple average' highschool girl! What happens when an unknown number texts her on one of the sleepless night. Is this a new love story? Or just a new heartbreak on the way? A drunk dial that changed two lives!! ~ Highschool romance ~ Daily updates (Now completed) ~ Short chapters ~ Some drama!!! ~ It's cliché

JohnD you like LONG bananas? TenOuttaTen Uhhhh sry I'm scared of fruits :/ or you talking bout another banana ;) JohnD ;)) -- Johnny is a horny motherfucker and Ten is a hard to get Gay- will Johnny win over Tens heart?

[s.jn x l.t] ❝wall slams aren't sexy, johnny ❞ Book 2 | EXTRACURRICULAR SERIES standalone story johnten | 2021 @sungchan_sunday_

The life of an angel isn't as easy as the earth beings depict it to be. We too get stressed out. -Johnny Seo Fanfiction Highest rank #48: Johnnyseo #7: Johnnyfanfic

🏆 ORIGINAL CONTEMPORARY NOVELLA FAVORITE - THE AMBYS 2025 🏆 I would not mind leaving this hell for another. Because I could not care less if I throw away my life of failure and inadequacy as long as you were with me. I was another stranger, another faceless being in the tapestry of your dreams. And you held my heart like a guitar peg, twisting and twisting until I snapped. Playing with my strings until my sound tore to shreds and I vanished into the mere noise of the world. And I did not mind it. Because when you met my eyes, I thought I saw myself reflected in yours. But it was not me who was there. It was my own hell. ˜"°•.˜"°•˜"°•.˜"°•˜"°•.˜"°• © 2023 (First Edition) [10,000 - 15,000 words] [All graphics are made by @sardonictabby] C/TW: Contains discussion about suicide and depression. Read at your own risk.

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