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If I Could Go Back In Time (BoyxBoy)

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I'm not supposed to be here. I'm supposed to be six feet underground. I'm supposed to be making people cry today. I'm supposed to be breaking news with my tragic New Years story.

Why was I brought back? I don't want to be here. Is this what happens to everyone who dies? Or was it just me? I said that I wish I could fix everything, but this isn't fixing it. This is just forcing me to live the pain a bit longer. 

Why, Fate? Why, Destiny? Why, God? Why, Universe? Why do you torture me like this?

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Hey there! I just wanted to put a warning that this story contains suicide, some self harm, and mentions of death. I would hate for anyone who is sensitive to these topics have their day be ruined because an author didn't care enough to put a warning. Anyways, I hope you enjoy and may your day be blessed with happiness and love!All Rights Reserved

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Don't Forget Me In The Morning by BandsOrBust

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Unlovable Me {BoyxBoy} by xink0heartx

It's been so many years and my dad continues to hurt me daily. How long can I continue to live like this before it all comes to an end. It hurts and I'm tired. Sometimes I wish someone was here to swoop in and save me from my misery. Anything is better than this. . . . . . I apologize, this story was taken off wattpad for whatever reason. I tried getting help from online workers but none replied and I couldn't get it back. I'm just going to reupload. The reason why it was taken off it beyond me. Please give it some love, I broke down like crazy when it disappeared because it was my most popular story and I had worked incredibly hard on it only for it to go poof.

He Is My Diamond- A Hajime X Nagito / Hinata X Komaeda Fanfiction by MadiWritez

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(DaveJohn) Only You Can Help Me (DISCONTINUED) by KiwiTiger24

A few months after Bro dies John decides to pay his best bro a visit and he planned on surprising him. After a little bit some things go right and some things go wrong only time will tell at what happens and if someone finds out something about the other. (This is my first story so please don't judge the book on this) [Trigger Warnings: Self-Harm, boy x boy, Depression] (I'm not doing typing quirks in this book) (Sorry if I don't write a lot, I can gt bad writers block or I just have a lot to do and can't get to it and for that I apologize)

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Don't Forget Me In The Morning cover

Unlovable Me {BoyxBoy} cover

He Is My Diamond- A Hajime X Nagito / Hinata X Komaeda Fanfiction cover

(DaveJohn) Only You Can Help Me (DISCONTINUED) cover

☕︎Vacancy☕︎ cover

BETA MINE (mxm || lgbtq) cover

Loud Silence (BoyxBoy) cover

It was a coincidence cover

An Everlasting Problem (Phun And Noh AU Fan Fiction) cover

Don't Forget Me In The Morning

When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.