GRIND MY BONES

GRIND MY BONES

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I don't have a name. I don't see, I don't feel, I am nothing and everything in the same sentience. Im what doctors call a mystery and what therapists call unfixable. The world is my oyster and fuck me, seafood is good. I am neither alien nor human, neither entity nor God. I a m n o t h i n g . original story by @inked_up_gore chapter 1 october 2018 (more details coming soon)
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Brush my teeth, get dressed, go to school and do homework. That's what my life was about, occasionally going to parties. But when a new kid comes to school and turns your world upside down, your best friend turning into your enemy. And me, turning into something that isn't exactly human. Things could get pretty strange. Especially with a life like mine. It would take a lot of work to actually survive, but to live at the same time is just exhausting. But it's all worth it. I can now call my life one word: Unpredictable.

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