"Well, when you feel too many bad things at once, you just start to feel nothing at all." ---------- It was always the same. The same bench, the same time, the same overwhelming sense of emptiness in my chest. That was, up until he started showing up. ---------- "You make me... better." ...
The roses bloom from my arms every night. I've began to get used to one or two, but it soon becomes a garden. [ Trigger Warnings ] -suicidal thoughts -depression -anxiety -self-harm -ANGST [ Start Date ] 08-09-18 [ Finish Date ] N/A [ Cover By ] Casnovasia