The Love In Our Tragedy

The Love In Our Tragedy

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(Trigger warning) In a world of mythical creature you would think you'd fit in, because well I guess no ones normal . But as Jake moves into town he finds himself bullied to no end. He also is abused at home and eventually he looses all hope of a better life. He turns to selfharm as his only comfort and friend. When he thinks everything is over he meets some one who changes his life completely. ------------- Read to find out.. I mean if you want to.. Uhm and another warning there may be a smut. If not interested I'll warn you in the beginging of the chapter so you can skip over it. Enjoy ..well.. Probably not. I suck at writing.
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* TRIGGER WARNING* there may or may not be parts of this book that people may find upsetting. It talks about mental illness. Also it talks about religion so if any of these things may trigger you then I recommenced not reading this. However feel free to talk to me because I'm hear to support y'all. 16-year-old Matthew is on the lengthy journey of self-acceptance and discovery. How will he cope with a rising taste for a blonde boy who managed the earth on his fingertips like crushed berries. Will he learn to love himself? Or will he allow his doubt to control him and his sprouting relationship? "Taste me in crimson so that when we taste no more, when age will turn our buds sour and memories hazy, that I have hope to scour my letterbox and find you wrapped pristine silk, next to an image of June. Within your eyes, euphoric." Acknowledgements 1# slice of life 15/01/21 23# closeted 15/01/21

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