"You're playing with matches and I have a paper heart." Humans are fragile creatures made of broken hearts and broken promises. They want someone to worry about them but then push away the ones who do. They're real insecure just some more then others so they poke fun at the less fortunate and more insecure to make themselves feel better. They want acceptance for what they do but make fun of people doing the same. Maybe self improvement isn't the answer some think maybe self destruction is the answer. Or maybe I'm just too fucking complicated for anyone to love. Love is a dangerous game and can burn you so easily and the worst thing about it is that humans will keep falling in and out of love with reckless abandon. So what happens when two of the most fragile souls cross paths and fall in love? ALSO CONTAINS GHORROR, SELF HARM, SUICIDE/SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND SUBSTANCE ABUSE.