SEUNGMIN POV
I should just die shouldnt i? I walk to my bathroom and sigh. I stare at the sharp silver blade. My eyes tear up as i think im this weak.
Weak enough to die from a small piece of metal and a certain desire. The desire gets harder to resist. But i have to hold on a little longer. I press the cold metal agains my wrist. I slide it across mt wrist fast. It cuts into my pale skin. ugly. I make another cut. Stupid. Another one dissapointing.
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loverboy (Seungjin ff)
Fanfictionjust sad love. love is more depressing then depression. WARNING CONTAINS -suicide -suicidal thought -depression -self harm -swearing
