The subsiding strength of a Swap Sans
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Ongoing, First published Feb 23, 2023
Mature
Swap didn't want to be this way, he really didn't want to, but fate seemed to have other plans.

Swap was always busy, why does he keep himself up at night and moving during the day? It seems he may just be strong and wants to help, but that's not the entire story...

There is only so much that someone can take before they break, you know? It seems Swap has been wavering on the line between positivity and negativity for a while now, but he's good at covering it up...

The real truth is that his strength of believing that everyone can change is slowly declining and he is beginning to wish that he was never born at all.

His friends? They don't care. 
His brother? He doesn't care.
His family? Nobody cares.

He's an awful monster, he can't protect anyone, nor does he want to at times.

He starves himself.
He beats himself up.
He believes he is worthless.

He won't EVER let himself forget those facts.
Hiding under the cover of a picture perfect smile and a kind attitude.

(TW! Cutting, Bad thoughts, Suicide attempt, ect.)
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"How can Cupid... how could you be so cruel?" I curse lowly. Who could have imagined something like this happening to me? It had been so long since everything happened, but somehow the pain in my heart never left. The memories starts to flashback into my mind as I start to process what is happening in front of me, and why my past heartbreaks are all gathered at the same place. Nightmare, my childhood friend and first love. My first ever heartbreak. I tend to find him in everyone I have loved. He was cold and unpredictable but he was also warm and considerate at times... He was complicated but I loved all of him. Error, the one I chased over and one I was not willing to give up. He stood up from the rest and gave color to my world. All my poems were dedicated to him and him alone. Dust, possibly my other half. He felt like my soulmate. Everything about him made me feel like we were meant for each other. We shared the same interests about everything but I was wrong about one thing. We didn't share the same feelings. His heart belonged to my best friend. Killer, a flirty guy who people often rumored as the playboy. Most girls had fallen in love with his charm and personality. I was one of those unfortunate ones who fell right into his trap. But I... I saw something in him that other people couldn't see; there was something beneath those sweet grins. Horror. My comfort. My home. The one who filled the gap. The one who I think of every little nice thing. I love him so much to the point where I feel like the pain that would come with it would be worse than death. It had to be avoided. Cross. I was always drawn into him. He was my best-est friend. The one who I can count on everytime. The shoulder I can lean to when needed. The one who made me feel like I am the best thing that ever happened in his life. He was perfect while I am just... me. So why did I have to see them again? Why now? Love is not something I want to go through again... never again. <\3