Hello all!
Pseuds here. This was crossposted from my AO3 account, and this is the only official crosspost of it! This is a oneshot I wrote for my friend Mars IsntItCrazy, who is an absolute sweetheart and you should go follow on Twitter and AO3!
Just some obligatory warnings:
There is a brief mention of narcissism and a suicide attempt in this. It does not go into graphic detail, only mentioned, but please take care of yourself. The suicide hotline is 800-273-8255 if you need it.
I hope this fic does something for you, or it makes you feel something, or anything of the sort.
Remember, no matter what your situation is, there will be a tomorrow. You will get out. You will be free.
Much love,
ladypseudonym
P.S.:
I included the playlist I was listening to in the header media of the next chapter, if you feel like having background noise. Enjoy.
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What Freedom Means To Me
FanfictionAfter the death of his abusive mother, George runs into a childhood friend he never thought he'd see again... - CROSSPOSTED FROM AO3! - A gift fic for my friend mars ! ( @isntitcrazy on twitter and ao3) EXCERPT: Death was supposed to mean something...
