Little Blue Pills
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Complete Mon, May 23, 2016<5 mins
"But I keep trying. Why? Even I don't know. Maybe I shouldn't. Maybe this is the world telling me to just stop. To stop. Stop! I can't take this any more. It's dragging me down. Pulling me farther and farther underneath the surface of happiness."
Just a warning, there is talk of depression throughout the short story. Let me know what you think.
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