Something about Him
  • LECTURAS 115
  • Votos 6
  • Partes 4
  • Hora 18m
  • LECTURAS 115
  • Votos 6
  • Partes 4
  • Hora 18m
Continúa, Has publicado nov 05, 2021
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While no two people's experiences are the same, in the midst of the darkness within a human body's consciousness, the world might appear to be a dismal place during a severe period of depression. What was once lovely may now appear to be unattractive, bland, or even threatening.

Most individuals believe that no one is capable of saving them. However, a glimmer of hope emerges, bringing light and love. 

Who would have ever guessed that somebody might provide her hope?
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The Death Of Me

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A girl has her problems, no matter what happens. There will always be a biological problem with a girl, even if she denies the problem’s existence. She will have your days whenever she is down. Her problems... killing her soul little by little. But she doesn’t always want the death to be apart of her. As she fights her depression, the numbers of scars rising and the blood being lost, Ever-Grace finds herself losing herself. With the departure of her friends companionship and her boyfriend’s love, will she ever be the same ever again? Will she ever be in love with herself like she used to be? With sanity ever be apart of her everyday life like it used to be? Will it come so easily like it once was...? Will anything ever be the same like it used to be or will it ever not? There are so many questions to be answered but nothing that the tendency of being answered. As time passes by with all the stupid emotion, she loses herself. She loses the love for herself that might never return. Or will it? Nothing is guaranteed. Not even the death of me.