A/N: This took a bit of different turn than I expected, but stories write themselves sometimes.
TW: brief mention of suicide/methods
I'm fading out of existence.
I'm invisible.
For how long?
How long have I gone unseen? I'm not sure.
I'm not really sure of anything anymore.
No one listens when I speak.
When I stop talking, no one notices.
I've practically gone mute.
There's one person...
There was one person.
I think I may have died with her.
I might as well have since every waking moment feels like I'm in hell.
Nightmares fill in the gaps when I'm unconscious.
There's no escape.
I'm in an endless loop of agony.
I've thought plenty about ending the cycle.
There would be no note...I'd have no one to leave it for.
It would be quiet.
Drowning in the tub, or maybe two clean lines down my forearms.
There would be no one around to find me, to try to save me before it's too late.
It's already too late.
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One Shots
General FictionA compilation of one shots about various people. (Not all of them will necessarily be fan fics / include famous people.) Each chapter is unrelated unless there's a number in the title (and an author's note at the beginning of the chapter).
