There are so many people knocking on my door, so many people pleading me to come out. So many people threatening to break the door. So many people telling me they are there for me.
But I don't need them Max.
Can't you see that?
I don't need them.
I need you.
You are all that I need.
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Blue
Short StoryHer solace was the tears she shed in the middle of the night, when she knew there was no one to listen to her sobs or notice her wet pillow.. He found salvation in the blood that often oozed out of his hand. When their paths meet, will the blood be...