Tongues & Teeth
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MatureOngoing7m
Last published Mon, Dec 21, 2020
"Those things are foul," Ana scrunches her nose in disgust at the sight of a cancerous stick hanging from her neighbour's lips. Evelyn rolls her eyes, finding a comforting sense of irony in her dying friend's words.
No warning is exchanged before Evelyn clearly stronger force pulls Ana's arm up, exposing rows of clean-cut, straight lines. Some still red and raw, "these things are just as foul."
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When a pyromaniac with no filter moves in next door to a suicidal, anorexic girl. Ana soon finds an unusual relationship with her new neighbour, as Evelyn seeks to watch the world burn.
!!WARNINGS!!
S E L F H A R M
S U I C I D E
A N O R E X I A
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MILDLY TOXIC RELATIONSHIP
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