through the one hundred chapters I uploaded in this story, I became less and less attached to someone I falsely loved. On the 100th day, I found myself again.
e n j o y
crashing waves. thunderstorms. destruction. they all f e e l like you. shade. tears. stagnant rivulets... More
through the one hundred chapters I uploaded in this story, I became less and less attached to someone I falsely loved. On the 100th day, I found myself again.
e n j o y