When it came

When it came

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I'm Vince Crow. Party, Girls and more. They are all on the tip of my fingers. Love? Hell no. What does it really give me? Pain. So why the hell? I just live like there's no tomorrow. That's my life. But when it came the second time around? It's something I haven't anticipated. I'm Lena Hughes. My books, my violin and my iPod. Basically I live in a small world that makes me happy. Honestly, I'm happy that I haven't felt love. I see people then and there falling in love and also falling apart. So love? Huh not on my watch. But when it came the first time? It's something I didn't see coming.
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"The stars are infinite. And all I've ever wanted was an infinite." ______________ All I knew was pain. Pain was I, and I was pain. We shared each other, mind and body. Me and pain were made for each other like puzzle pieces, and that sickened me. I loved pain, I hated pain. I loved bringing the knife to my wrist, but I hated the ache in my chest, like drowning. There was nothing I sought more than my own self destruction. And here, amongst the stars, skies, and cliffs, I'd find what I sought. I'd make it mine. I'd become infinite. WARNING: this story contains abuse, self harm, and suicide. Do not read if these topics can trigger something within you. Please, know your limits.

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