His Rose From Hell

His Rose From Hell

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I'm not dead, nor am I alive. I'm a walking shell. I'm empty and hallow on the inside. I've been on earth for over three hundred years with the humans. And yet I'm not human. I don't know what I am, all I know is I have nothing to live for, a part of me is missing. I don't know who I am, but today I woke up with the feeling that he was coming, he is coming back to claim me. But I don't know who he is...
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⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ Not for the faint of heart, I explore dark parts of my mind and unfurl them for your own enjoyment. All of these stories are true. You don't know me, and you're never going to. This is basically just a shitty diary of my life with very few details as to who I am, Don't want to scare you off. Feel free to read but I don't really care. I'm just a screwed up guy that everyone knows and nobody cares about really. If you can't tell I'll probably swear quite a bit in this so if you don't like that I'm sorry, but this really isn't a good read anyway it's just me complaining about the fact I still exist. Actually no, whilst I did start this to complain about my life, the stories are fluctuating, as I discover I am infact worthy of love, even I don't believe it at all times. I hope you enjoy my rantings. ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️

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