There's nothing to know about someone who is equivalent to nothing.
Insignificance strikes us all at one point or another.
We idolize the skeletons in our closets and pretend the bones don't signify beauty.
Without hatred we'd be forced to look at what is left of ourselves.
Follow me into the dark, and I'll swim with you in the abyss of dreams.
I always wanted to be something, but you can't always get what you want, that's just going to end in mortal chaos.
Following
Stories by Sweaters.
Ending Empty.
If you asked me,
I would have said,
She was incredibly empty,
emotionally,
physically,
her entirety,
was u...
Keeping the Secret
In which a girl named Ellie writes about her struggles in her journal.
(I wrote this to release some of my ow...
Frerard Crack/School Fic
Basically crack fics made extra cracky or something I write at school. Ferard all around.