Bill Kaulitz POV:

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"Tch what's the point"

*he muttered to himself, throwing the empty beer bottle off the brick wall, hearing a loud smash hit his ears, as he leans back in his chair, sighing softly*

*Bill feels the soft caress of the cold nights breeze through his slightly open window, the song 'sextape' from deftones played in the background, as the guilt from his drunken habits sets in, his mind spinning with dangerous thoughts 'am I really a monster?' Bill asks himself, as he makes his way to his mirror, looking at his eyes*

*His eyes held no emotions, just the same old drunken glossy gaze that taken over his fragile body, although he seemed tough, Bill drowned himself with drugs and alcohol to ignore his inner soul that begs for a miracle to happen, to run away from himself, to run away from the worries*

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

*Bill screamed, as he slammed his fist into his mirror, sighing softly as the blood trickles down his now broken skin, Bill moved his bangs from his eyes so he could see a bit better, as his messy room only became messier with the now smashed mirror, anger engulfed Bill as his thoughts screamed at him 'monster..monster..monster'*

"Bill..?"

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