the miserable life of a miserable teenager

broken hearts party



Looking 4 friends. Only accepting fuck ups. Got tired of being alone.

Divided the demons

and the angels.

Stole the angels from their home.

They squirmed, desperate to flee any way they could.

I stole their magic,

till I felt half as pure as they once were.

No surprise they escaped eventually. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

It’s a shame they’ll never be able to go back home.

Just another lowlife like me.

Nobody wants you now.


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