Oblivion
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  • Reads 238
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  • Parts 10
  • Time 1h 20m
Ongoing, First published Feb 02, 2021
"I can't help it. I just sob. The weight of my body is astounding. Without thinking too much of it, I fall into his lap, laying on his legs. This doesn't seem to phase him because he just plays with my hair and strokes my back. 
Is this what it feels like to be loved?"

River struggles with depression, always feeling alone, always afraid of how his father will treat him. Constantly abused, he feels like he's been forgotten. Life isn't as colorful anymore. And then he meets Joaquin, a stranger who isn't a stranger who notices that River is on the edge of oblivion. 

Fair warning there is a lot of talk about suicide, abuse, and other stuff that could be triggering.
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