Think of This..You want to end it?
Think of this.
You write your suicide note... And you set it on the table.
You take your razor, your silver, two inch razor. And you start to slide it across your wrist. You barely feel a thing. After all, the pain of life is more than the pain of the blade.
And you take that belt you never wore, the one that was too tight, the one you starved yourself to fit into. And you wrap it once, twice around your neck... and you pull it tight.
Barely breathing, you put the ends of the belt on something to hold you up.
Something to strangle you.
Something to kill you.
And you die.
And that's the end, right?
So, so wrong.
Your younger brother, the four year old little boy that you loved so much. He walks into your room, only to find you hanging there, lifelessly. Only to find you with dried tears on your pale face. Only to find your suicide note... the one you left right before you died.
And so he runs in tears to your mother. And she reads the note, barely able to brea
Valentine fun RuxGerDisclaimer and warning: I don't own Hetalia. Warning for slightly boyxboy. Read at own risk and have a happy Valentine's Day.Valentine fun RuxGer3 years ago in Fan Fiction
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"Um, danke." The blond had no idea what to do, but to take the card. He eyed the card suspiciously, wondering slightly if there was some kind of trick to lure him into "becoming one with Russia".
"Do you like it?" The violet-eyed man asked curiously, tilting his head to the side.
"Uhm, yes, it's," Germany tried to find a word to describe the card. The card in itself was pretty and simple, with the text in Russian (but if he should guess, he would bet on Happy Valentine Day!) and a dark red heart. "Nice." He immediately realized he had used the wrong words as the Russian's expression turned into a gloomy one.
"Oh I see. Nice."
"I-I mean , really really
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