He lay there. Hair sticking to pasty, blotchy skin.
He lay there. His mouth half a centimeter open, enough for death to sink its bony, long finger in and pull away what I'm desperately trying to hold on to.
He lay there. You do not. You do keep your mouth closed, not enough for a fingernail layered in dirt and heartbreak.
You sit there. Keeping the door locked out of fear death is lurking around the corner. Fear is only present out of truth.
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lol fuck you guys I hate happy endings
shit I guess its too bad this isn't the ending
YOU ARE READING
.:Different:.( A Pewdiecry)
FanfictionFelix is your normal straight youtuber of course. It's not like his best friend Ryan pulled some strings in his heart and dick, right? Well fuck. Maybe his feelings will be different for Ryan?
