What lies beneath ( Edit)
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Last published Sat, Jun 1, 2024
Everyone has experienced setbacks, made errors in judgment, and had their trust broken due to unfulfilled promises. These experiences can leave us feeling vulnerable and betrayed. However, we eventually gather the strength to pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and move through life once again.
Since we all know that life has its ups and downs, we can expect to encounter good fortune at some point. However, what if one never experiences an upswing? What if life continues to relentlessly knock you down, preventing you from finding any semblance of good fortune?
This is the story of my life, made up of a series of unfulfilled promises, shattered hopes, and unrealized aspirations. Despite that, a small part of me-even unknown to myself-hopes for something better.
And because of this, some might call me a "fool," but isn't it better to go through life with some hope?
Warning ⚠️: 18+ (Sexual contact, Abusive behavior, Self-harm, Sexual Abuse)
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