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"Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic

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"Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic."
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

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I watched intesely at my best friend. His father hit him over and over again. Yelling at him 'to be stronger.' tears spilled from my eyes. Please just leave him alone. He doesn't deserve this.

Then he added me to the mix.

'you will never be as great as my Son'

'you are nothing but a obstacle.'

'you are nothing'

'you will never be a hero.'



waking up I took deep breath. I don't want to remember that. I ran a hand through my hair and sighed. Man I'm fucked up.
"y/n?" shoto sat up moving his bangs out of his face. I stared at his messy bed head. "sorry, did I wake you?" he wrapped his arms around my waist and buried his face in neck. Leaving a kiss here and there.
"

It's alright love, did you have a nightmare?"




"oh nothing too serious."

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