The-Pizza-Dun
The urge to jump, to fly and crash was etched deep within his skin his brain, the flesh of his lungs. The want to break into pieces and feel it all, the cool burn as the water fills him up inside and makes him whole as he distances himself from a heartbeat by the second. These thoughts fill Tyler in the holes created by others. The scrappy bandaging covering the wounds and scars left by himself and his head almost tingle at the thought of connecting with water. The fresh wounds that never stung, would burn when he would hit the water.
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Trigger warning for mentions of suicide, self harm, cutting, and abuse. Stay alive frens |-/