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We Could Be Immortals (Just Not For Long) // l.s.
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Ongoing, First published Jun 18, 2015
Mature
Within every human being, there is a darkness; a pain that rips you open. It opens fresh wounds and spills your agony over the tiles in crimson ribbons. The voice that whispers in your ear during the dead of the night and the scars that serve as a reminder of your every flaw. There is no room for imperfection. There is no tolerance for the abstract. There is no purpose to be human.

or

The one where they have superpowers.

(Originally on my ao3 account toxicbromance)
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