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Give me shelter

SabastianStefano

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Reads 81
Votes 2
Parts 21
Time 53m

SabastianStefano

Mature

dreams familyproblems familysecrets fear instinct internalconflict lonelines loss mighty murder prepschool selfloathing selflove

Have you ever felt so lonely you believed there was nothing left for you?

Stashed away, merely forgotten. I mean you could cry and cry, yet no one would hear you. At least no one you truly once loved. 

Being yourself can be detrimental to others happiness, and so you down play who you are. You devalue your beliefs, your morals fall short and that hollow rock turns into your Mirror. 

Do you matter anymore?
Would anyone care if you simply disappeared?

Could you find your way out of the darkness?

Look Closer is one of my favourite quotes and so I'll use it as a guide to understanding the complex characters you're about to meet.All Rights Reserved

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