The Last Son Of No One



Fuck.



I wanna talk about bad things, negative things, about death, dying inside while having to live on the outside. But normal people are just about to start their day, and I hate to be that desperate & weak, I can’t be that weak. So I’ll just act like everything is okay.






Him.

Him.



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