We Could Be Immortals (Just Not For Long) // l.s.

We Could Be Immortals (Just Not For Long) // l.s.

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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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"The stars are infinite. And all I've ever wanted was an infinite." ______________ All I knew was pain. Pain was I, and I was pain. We shared each other, mind and body. Me and pain were made for each other like puzzle pieces, and that sickened me. I loved pain, I hated pain. I loved bringing the knife to my wrist, but I hated the ache in my chest, like drowning. There was nothing I sought more than my own self destruction. And here, amongst the stars, skies, and cliffs, I'd find what I sought. I'd make it mine. I'd become infinite. WARNING: this story contains abuse, self harm, and suicide. Do not read if these topics can trigger something within you. Please, know your limits.

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