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They say I’m dangerous. Cold. Unreachable. Maybe they’re right. I don’t let people in. I don’t need to. But then he came. All slow smiles and storm colored eyes. He made me feel seen. Wanted. Real. And I let him close. Too close. Now I can’t stop wondering... Was any of it real? Or just the perfect ...

visualize these things and you'll feel so much more sad and lonely because you can't actually experience them in reality. oh the stupid, brutal force of reality. this is your short escape from the dreads of the real world. maybe one day, you'll be happy. all poetic depressions aside, thi...

A warm evening, the golden sun floating on the sea waving bye to the world, clouds painting the sky peach and blue, ears filled with the echoes of children giggling- but his smile was stolen by the pungent smell of blood that filled his heart. Nature couldn't heal him, she accentuated their dear...