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Lied to.
Beaten.
Broken. To dust.
The tears?
They stopped flowing.
I'm finally happy!
And, I know it's wrong. To do this.
But guess what?
I don't care anymore.
There's nobody who can help me now.
Nobody.
It's not like anybody cares for me anyway...
YOU ARE READING
Art book (why not)
RandomI am drawing s41 stuff, my book stuff, and other random drawings.
