Desperation

Desperation

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Just breath they tell her...Just don't be sad they say...Just don't think about it... How is someone who doesn't understand have the right to tell you what to do? What you can and can't do? How is that possible? Just be happy they muse...Just be perfect they repeat...Just try harder... Why don't people understand that its not that easy? You have to make people happy though even if its not what makes you happy. A young girl who just needs help. Not help from a therapist. No she needs greater help than any doctor can give. She puts on a smile so she can't disappoint. She fakes it so she can make it. She just got to keep reminding herself "Two more years". Will they be the end of her? Or will she break herself? A young boy who doesn't understand. Blunt and forces things. Sweet but rude. He fights himself everyday but no one knows. Perfect in so many imperfect ways. Conflicted about who he is and what his life has come to. Is this really him? Will himself be the end of him? Or will they break him?
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ONGOING, SLOW UPDATES. Thank you for reading though! As a young girl you had always believed that monsters as they seemed, were always big creepy things, with sharp teeth and long claws. Piercing eyes and mouths wide enough to swallow you whole. But one thing you didn't realize is that, monsters aren't what you had always imagined them to be. They are real. And sometimes, they're a lot closer to you than you think. 18 year old Hana is forced into moving across the country to a foreign land, full of people she doesn't know, just for her father's business. She fears that she won't ever fit in, but that all changes when she comes across a mysterious boy, whom she can't seem to get enough of. Secrets are revealed, blood is shed and tears are cried but does Hana have what it takes to live this life she's been thrown into? Or will her depression swallow her whole as she fights to keep her head above water. "The mafia it seems is no place for a girl like you" "I'd rather die than be seen with the likes of you" "I can't! "I can't do this anymore. You lie you cheat you do everything in your power to make me not trust you! I've just found out you were using me and for what? To what end? Huh?" You scream into the boys face but he doesn't even flinch. His eyes still dark and stormy pools. "I trusted you. Maybe even loved you! What am I? Just a fucking toy to satisfy your musings?" You can't help but let a tear to slip down your flush cheek, allowing it to leave a warm traitorous trail down your face that cools and dries upon contact with the air around you. "Maybe that was the old me, but you aren't just a play thing now. You're my world"

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