"I WORE THE SMELL OF BLOOD AND DEATH LIKE PERFUME" I may have been angry at my mother and brother - but I was angrier at myself. Angry for the person I knew I was becoming. Drip. "One thousand nine hundred eighty-four." I felt it and I knew I couldn't stop it. Disclaimer: This book features gore, suicidal thoughts, self-harm, psychological issues, and overall extremely dark themes. If you are sensitive in some way to any of these, please read with caution. Cover by @imblacknblue Editing by @imblacknblue *all chapters are edited unless it says "unedited" at the top of the chapter
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