a melancholic wallflower, blanking out into space most of the time.
i write dreams and nightmares alike, whether it's in broad daylight or in the middle of the night.
i write until there's no more papers left to write with; i write until the glaring light of the screen is already swimming with words.
i write until there are no more words left to haunt me.
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Story by bluerthanblue011
12 Hours, 59 Minutes
a sad narrative of two people- one who saves and the one who needs saving.
will love be enough to save the bo...
