There will always be emptiness in my heart. Something strange was always blocking my breath in my lungs, for a long, long time. I still don't really know what it is. I have a really deep wound of loneliness under my skin. From the beginning, I felt different. My mind has always been crushed and rotten with thoughts of it all. My brain was flooded with broken buckets of old, stinking blood that had been spilled everywhere. Some people told me that I am a mistake. But honestly, is it fine to justify a person just because of a common theory that isn't even checked properly?
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Drowning in the Fog around my Brain
RandomAt the very beginning, I have to say that this story is only a product of my perception of the world as I see it. I am trying to understand what is happening in my brain.⚠️There will be things in this story that may be disturbing for many people, so...
