Howl at the moon, scream at the stars, say hi to the sun, sure ― promise me one thing, though, that you won't get lost. It's a big world out there, little boy, and you're not ready to face it just quite yet.
#486 chicklit 2/23
{Under HEAVY editing}
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Where the sun sets, there's darkness... Nothing but the stars and the moon that shine. And all hope is lost.
But where the sun rises...
The stars and moon fade. Leaving only one tiny star. That's still looking for his sun. His hope.
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Self harm and angst warning.
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