There was once a boy who wished for nothing, but to watch his frail body fall apart piece by piece. He felt satisfaction watching himself deteriorate slowly. Yet as much satisfaction he got from watching every part of slip away, it wasn't enough for him. He needed a fix from something, someone rather. Before the light in his eyes faded he needed love, he needed to be loved by someone before he could be fully satisfied. Would he find the love he seeked? Would he be able to leave this uncaring world satisfied? Tw: Suicide, Self harm, DeathAll Rights Reserved
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