Why I Adore The Dark
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Wonty boarding school au
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I used to be scared of the dark. Back when I was I was seven-year-old Winston in my bedroom back home and the dark meant that there was something I wasn't able to see lurking in the shadows. I thought everything was clearer in daylight.
But not with you. You're a completely different person when it's dark. You stop pretending because you're convinced that no one is paying any attention to you. You sit there, in the dark, and you smile to yourself because you think no one can see.
I saw.
TW// HOMOPHOBIA
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