A non-existent flower loving idiot.
I write about people dying because it's sad and I'm always only in the mood to write sad stuff. Or horror.
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Historias de Amy
Reminisce
He remembers blood on his hands.
Her dreams are shattered by reality.
His present and the future are differen...
Tales From The Bench
A bench.
It's a normal, white, worn-out bench. It's a beautiful place.
Unfortunately, its a bench that is mi...