Dipper sat down on his bed, bawling his eyes out. Those rumors. They kept getting deeper, and deeper into his head. He started his life out as a happy, smart little kid. Now, he laid curled up in a ball, always crying, always alone, dead inside.
Starboy. Idiot. Fatty. Dumbass. Alone. Emo. Cry baby. Slut.
All the words, hurt him, killed him. His dad, didn't even have enough respect to look at him. Only his mother or sister would talk to him. All because of his stupid forehead. That stupid constellation. Stupid birthmark.
And his gruncles. Made him believe in stupid fairy tales. Stories that changed him. Stories that made people think he was crazy. He wasn't crazy! Those fairytales, made him, him. He knew those creatures were true. Were watching him, mocking him.
All Dipper wanted was to die. He tried, everyday. Cut himself. Tied nooses everyday. Poured bleach. Filled guns. Each time, he was stopped. Mabel would always be there, or lunch time.
But this time. Nobody, would be there.
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Together Baby, We Are Suicide - BillDip
FanfictionDipper Pines is your average pines, in love with monsters and mythology. He's a sophomore, with a great level of intelligence, a true nerd. In his first year of HighSchool, his whole world falls upside down. Rumors of him start to go out, and he soo...
