Alone

Alone, that's what y/n felt along the way of life. She battled hard for such a long time, until it was her time to go.

I'm not good at descriptions and this might be sad. I will probably barely update, but at least I'm trying.

The pictures in here aren't mine, also this isn't true, I was dying to write this, just wasn't sure if people would like it.

I mean I'll try to make it interesting.
Warning: May contain death and suicidal thoughts. Contains self harm.