deserve something

deserve something

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This is a story about a person, a child. An emotion child, who can't decide if they deserve anything. They fumble around in the blinding darkness trying to make decisions and figure out if being pitiful makes any difference to their self image. They have a somewhat normal life- and they know it- but why does it feel so wrong, so shaken up? So many questions, so much time. Too many mistakes made, yet they can't learn from these stabbing blunders. Yearning to be something bigger, something important, they make new questions beyond their age. Forged from the fuck-ups, can our protagonist live a simple life with complicated mind? **WARNING** BOOK CONTAINS SUICIDAL ACTIONS HARMFUL ACTIONS LANGUAGE CRAPPY WRITING OTHER POSSIBLY DISTURBING STUFF Copyright c 2020 by Lawrence **** All rights reserved. Published by me. (And Wattpad.) No part of this story may be reproduced in any form and in any way without permission or license from the creator. (Me.)
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It's moments like these that make me feel like my soul is entangled with his. It feels like all of the broken pieces of me turned out to be the missing pieces in his puzzle and not at all the worthless trash that I thought they were previously. Every jagged edge dripping with blood that killed the child in me has a home against one of his, which have slowly healed into each other. Huh. Maybe that's just it. Maybe our pasts were meant to be so painful and broken so that when we met, we'd fit each other so perfectly, so snuggly, so completely that nothing would ever be able to break us again. Maybe all of the pain and suffering and loneliness truly did have a purpose after all. Maybe all of it was so that I could become the kind of person that I needed when I was a kid. - - - She is the most selfless, giving, caring, compassionate, intelligent, fearless, ambitious, loyal, kind, stubborn, patient, hardworking, did I mention stubborn-as-hell, woman I have ever met. She treats the world with such kindness even though it has beaten her till she was bloody and bruised more times than you can count. No one in this world deserves happiness and peace more than she does. I just want to grab her demons by the fucking throat and hurt them as bad as they hurt her. I want to hurt Bohr and her dad and Caroline and every person that ever made her feel small or insignificant or made her hate herself. I just want to help her feel happy. She's drowning in front of me and I'm just trying to pull her out of the water.

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