The End.

loraitslikelaura • 2 followers

Sitting in this uneventful room, the plain four walls closing in on me. Cards. Chocolates. Flowers. For what? There is no hope, only endless negative thoughts and situations all gathered together to create the colour black. Rejection. Loneliness. I know that there is nothing more to come, and as the flowers - I am dying.

#horror

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