-Do you believe such a thing?;
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Thread Topic: -Do you believe such a thing?;
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Somehow that question registers to me as odd, especially coming from a person like him. There was never any emotion present on his face; perhaps anger like on the days he had to deal with his sister. Although I was never capable of recalling anything from this boy after he enrolled into high school other than anger and his heart of stone. As younger students, maybe, this question wouldn't have been as strange because he seemed to be careless and more content in those years. Coming about high school though it seemed like he was always calculating everything before he even uttered a single word. Also now it just seems he holds a bitter hatred for everything; save me. I was the only person he bothered to know. Unlike those past days where everything was fine and normal, now he only knew and possibly depended on me and no one else. Such a question from someone who only bothered to get out of his way for one single person was out of the ordinary.
So did I believe what he told me?
Oddly enough the question intrigued me and brought me to think one thing: trust was what got me at that very point. I sincerely hated this boy. Everything about him made me want to burst in a fit of pure rage. The silence he always kept, those red eyes that were blank and utmost frightening and cold, the way he spoke with a flat tone if he even spoke at all, the way he stalked me endlessly- everything about him brought my blood to a boil. Yet no matter how much I hated him, I trusted he do as he promised to do to me when we first entered high school.
This boy, having taken everything from me right before me just for the sake of having me to himself, supposedly to "keep me safe" was what he always said to me with no hints of regret in his flat tone, was for some reason the same person I could trust my life with.
Yet I knew that because of our circumstances, the existence I knew as myself would cease to exist long before his own end would be met. Because he was exactly what he seemed and was rumored to be; a robot. A piece of metal. An emotionless object in entire control of his growth and feelings. So when I'm gone perhaps he will seek another to ruin the life of and trick them into thinking he loved that person, because he did the same to me and because he may have been programmed to gain some pleasure from the misery of others. He will forget me, unless there come a time where a brief memory of myself flashes through my mind; the pathetic human being who bonded with him out of fear. Surely, this man would not waste his life for one person when he knows well that he can live on for however long he wants and torture all the people he pleases long after I am gone.
For this reason, I had to regretfully tell him that I did not believe in love after death, to which he responded with a gentle glimmer of sadness in his crimson eyes. Such a thing was pretended to have gone unnoticed by me.
-Because you will surely forget about me long after I pass.;
YEHAW goodbye i don't know why i'm writing here -
oh no ;.;
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i'm a s--- angsty writer omg i'm sorry
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noo that's good it's good
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hug me maru writing makes me sad and hungry
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*le hugs Alice*
there there -
*sniff*
pet my head and call me a
(robin thicke moans)
[i]good giiiiiiirl -
i f---ED UP
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ITS OKAY
*snuggles Alice*
*pets head*
You're a very good girl. >:3
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