"I'm the powder you're the fuse...
just add some friction"
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[ Sam's p.o.v/third person ]
Disappointment!
Sam groaned, tugging at his hair as the thoughts wouldn't disappear.
You're such a freak Sam. Remember that one time in 3rd grade you lit a girls hair on fire because you thought it was fun? HA! you got expelled from that school and lost all your friends, must feel great, huh?
Sam couldn't hold it in anymore. He cried...cried... and cried. He wanted to just end it. Nothing better to do, right? No, of course not. He wouldn't, he doesn't have the guts to. Knowing the pain it'll cause to his boyfriend. God, why couldn't Sam be normal?
There's no such thing as normal with a brain and illness like yours.
Never normal.
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Hey guys!! I finally updated. Hope you enjoyed this chapter 🖤❤️