“Mother, I did it.
I could feel every fibre within me wanting to hang on, but I did it, I let go, I fucking let go of the thing that meant everything to me, and now all that rings in my head is,
please
please
please
don't
go
but I did… and it’s too late.
Mother, what do I do, my chest is caving in… make it stop.
Mother, are you there?”
Moi.R.D
Ghost




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