Neurotic
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Enton James, a never ending shadow to the world around him, he would see the people around him, wondering about their lives and often wonder if he'd made good decisions with his own life,
Wondering with his broken mind and black stained heart, "it hurts, everything hurts" his almost dead face and blue eyes looking down at the blade in front of him, he wrote a note and wondered again, if the next day would save him.
Trigger warnings of rape, cutting, abuse, drugs, addiction
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I really hope you enjoy my book, i will put a warning before any graphic parts in my story, I want you to love my book so please if you can't read it don't force yourself because I totally understand how you feel, so hope you enjoy my art ✌️
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