Black has always considered himself a loner. A man alive, but dead inside. How much truth there was in that, however, only he himself knew, feeling with each successive blow dealt with him how still some part of his "stone" heart was breaking.
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Karkat felt alone. Friendless. An outcast. He thought he was alone in the world. Until he met Dave. He understood. They weren't so different, the two. They understood each other when no one else did.
((tw: graphic self harm, suicide))