Unbecoming
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Addiction is everlasting. There's no end, there's no reprieve. There is no getting better. You fail and you fall and you remake mistakes. But you're stronger for it. Being an addict doesn't mean you're weak, you're only weak if you let it make you as much. All you can do is fight, learn, be stronger from it. Find new addictions in better things, find addiction in love, in exercise, in poetry. Find a new addiction in being better. I had to take it into my own hands guys, there are ZERO phobe fanfics out there and if they are then GIVE ME THEM. Anyway, please enjoy what I intend to be a heartbreakingly gay love story. phoebe x fem!reader
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My name is Brooklyn Robert. I'm 17, head cheerleader since my freshman year, I have fair grades and people always compliment me on my looks even though I see myself as completely ordinary. I have to admit that my life includes indeniable advantages. My mother, Laurence Robert - pronounced in French s'il vous plaît - is a worldwide renowned fashion designer, meaning that I have quite a lot of pocket money along with a huge property to my disposal. For a teenager who just gets started in life, those assets may lead one to believe that I have all the tools to be happy and successful. But I'm not. I reached the bottom so fast and so hard that I couldn't see a way out. I was trapped in a dark hole with no issue. I was so tired that my only desire was to end it. I wanted it so bad that I swallowed two bottles of sleeping pills and I let myself be taken away by that haunting darkness. But it didn't work. I'm still here, alive and ready to die. #1 sexualorientation #2 suffering #11 girlxgirl __________________________ [Explicit content. May be triggering (rape, suicidal thoughts, sexual assault, violence, revenge porn...). Please take care of yourselves.]

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