beck
he/him
thirty-eight
march 11th
cinnabar
bisexual
human resources
underboss
HIDING FROM THE SUN, WAITING FOR THE NIGHT TO COME.
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POSTED ON May 16, 2021 4:48:32 GMT
[attr="class","beck"]he watches her disappear as she had done before and feels the same as he's always felt. nothing.
it's then, sat in the confines of his own solitude, that he's forced to remember. he searches for distractions — cigarettes, alcohol, but they're never quite enough. they've never been enough. but they don't have to be.
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