The Broken Pieces
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Last published Thu, Oct 23, 2025
What if love wasn't enough to save someone from themselves?
This is the darker side of The Fragments of What Ifs and Maybes - where unspoken words, heavy silences, and quiet goodbyes take center stage.
Here you'll find the untold pieces: the spirals, the breakdowns, and the choices that can't be undone. Trigger warning: themes of suicide, depression, and self-destruction are present.
Not a love story. Not a happy ending.
Just fragments - shattered.
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