Skin & Bones | Queer as Folk
  • Reads 131
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 1
  • Time 5m
  • Reads 131
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 1
  • Time 5m
Complete, First published Sep 05, 2019
Mature
I can't do this anymore. The past few weeks have been a living hell for me. Why did I deserve to live? God, I'm so useless.
All Rights Reserved
Table of contents

1 part

Sign up to add Skin & Bones | Queer as Folk to your library and receive updates
or
Content Guidelines
You may also like
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
My friend, Demise cover
Why Me? cover
Don't Let Me Drown cover
BARROW ME A SHELTER cover
Picking Daisies (Book #1, Emily's story) cover
Starving For Help cover
The Revolution (WMMAP reader insert/OC) cover
Mentally Broken cover
Blood Stains  cover
✓ INSTAGRAM MESSAGES    (jace norman.) cover

My friend, Demise

39 parts Complete Mature

Every sound in my world is amplified due to the silence. Every footstep, every ticking clock in every classroom, every pen that clicks or drops to the floor, every little sharp sound is so loud in my head that it pisses me off. I also don't do well under pressure, but I'm always trying so hard to calm down that it puts me under even more pressure. I only know two emotions and have my whole life. I've only ever been those two. I don't get sad, I don't feel happy or exited. I'm either angry or unbearably lonely. I'm grade school, some kids thought I was the devil. I'm not. I'm just....I'm just different. So don't go around thinking I'm some kind of demon, okay?!