"all i can hear is the white noise and.. her tiny. little. voice, scream out to me."
[warning: drug use, suicide mentions, possible gruesome scenes]
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I constantly looked down at my wrist, the name Jack written perfect in cursive. "I'll find you one day." I whispered as if he can hear me.
*Credit to all the tumblr post and the stories already written about this*