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If you love me, prove it

🇺🇸Takashi_Katasuri
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Have you ever wondered about something, but can't seem to find out what? Have you felt love but did not know it before? Did you try to realize that you are trapped inside of your head with no escape and the only person who can help you feel less claustrophobic is the person you know least?

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Chapter 1 - Living

Welcome! Feel free to sit down please, and get yourself a drink as you lie back and relax. You might want to get comfortable because you have much to read. Close your eyes and breath. Picture only what a blind man can see. Picture only what a def man can hear. Imagine what a man, voiceless wants to say. Think about what a man without touch feels. The blind man sees what's in his head, all he's ever known. The def man hears only the softness of the breeze in a world of nothing. He hears none, all he's ever known. The man who can not speak can only tell you how much he wishes. The man without touch feels only what's inside. But what if nothing is inside? What if nothing is important outside? What's the meaning of being here? You can only imagine things that come to your mind. But what if nothing comes, but sound, sight, and the feeling of your finger turning the pages of this book? When you finally lose these feelings. I welcome you, to the land of misery. The home to those with hearts broken like crystals that fell from the sky and shattered into pieces.

You are born from your mother, a twenty-seven-year-old prostitute. And your father a forty-eight-year-old man, who works at a gas station. You are born into the world a disappointment, a failure with no sense of purpose or urgency. Born into a world where you learn just how cruel things are from the very start. Homeschooling is what they called it, but you just read the books found in the trash. You were born in a dump where nobody knew you were born. You aren't even registered with the government, making you not real. Your mother gave birth to you on the floor. Not even caring to hold you as your cries let out showing that you were alive.

Everything that I have told you was true. Because you have convinced yourself that it was true. You may live your life thinking this or try to end the pain and suffrage. It is all a choice you must make on your own. Your parents have fallen into a dark pathway to hell. Will you follow in their footsteps? Will you create your destiny? I'm curious to see how you will cooperate with a world thats shown you so much hatered and loveless actions. What will you do with yourself? Will you let this never dying depression consume you? Maybe you will let it save you? I'm with you every step of the way. Time to erase your memory, good luck out there kiddo.