I usually overthink. And when I do, I conceive words. I conceive words until it is enough to disconnect me from reality. As if it is something that can deceive me from the fact that I am barely breathing, merely existing, just surviving and not even close to living.
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Stories by redrum
- 2 Published Stories
invisible strings (one shot story)
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red strings are red for a reason.
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The Fourth Wall
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A clash of demigods, was held in Tartarus, hosted by Artemis. A stone called Fresdia will be the prize. It is...