One shots of my subconscious.
I don't know what they're about, it's a way of expressing my emotion when I have no other way to. I struggle greatly with expressing myself and this is my attempt.
Enjoy,
Lucas
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James.
He knew he was dead, it was clear the moment the car hit him.
James' life was a smooth as an iron before the...
Nothing, Minerva.
How could I already die if I have had no life to live?