Games are supposed to be fun, but the game of hide-and-seek isn’t so fun when you’re the only one hiding, no one cares enough to seek, and the game has ended years ago.
My name is Joy, and I am miserable, and I have hidden for fifteen years.
The Dandelion of Our Broken M...
By perfect_and_in_pain
For the miserable, for the pained, for the broken: It's okay to come out of hiding, just as long as you know... More