every now and then i think of the person i was in the moments before we collided. blissfully ignorant to what lay ahead, hopeful for the beginning of a new chapter. i had no idea that the path i had chosen would cement your place in my destiny. i had already survived the edge of death, but nothing could have prepared me for the supernova that marked the crossing of our paths. it was an explosion so beautifully violent that it rendered me blind, and as i spun out of control in the vacuum of space, i reached for anything to steady myself — and my hand closed around you.
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Short Storya slow descent into insanity. i'm going to be honest. i don't entirely know what this is. but if you're up for short "chapters," questionable metaphors and yet another round of personifying mental illnesses into the people who triggered them, come o...
