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by
D.N. Bryn
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April 8 - April 14, 2025
Wes caught sight of a series of short scars along the inside of his left arm. His brain stalled on them, leaving him to stare a moment longer than he should have as he tried to place their meaning. Oh. Oh, fuck. “If my existence starts hurting anyone but myself, then maybe I don’t deserve to exist at all.”
Sometimes the only choice is between laughing and crying, and I used to do a lot of crying until there was nothing left of me. I like that you help me laugh instead.”

