Story cover for One Way To Lose It All by Shooting_StarDust
One Way To Lose It All
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  • Parts 3
  • Time 6m
  • Reads 160
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 3
  • Time 6m
Ongoing, First published Mar 27, 2018
Mature
Senpai makes me feel alive and happy. He is almost like a living antidepressant. I am always bullied always abandoned but is murder the best option? Maybe it is. For Senpai...
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If you loved someone, truly loved them, wouldn't it be better they hate you but are safe then them to like you but in danger? To die killing those who would ever try to hurt them then to live praying to gods you didn't think would listen that they'd be okay. Because in the end it is better that they wish you death and misery then them not being around to do it.