It Was All Sympathy and Simple Words of Nothingness

It was like he fucking took me as his own. Two weeks, I'd had no bites, when I used to get one every other day.

I'm not his, nor will I ever be. I refused to go to him to keep me sane, I was fine before he moved in next door.

He needs to leave, before I make him. I didn't want a snobby little British cunt living next door to me.

Maybe, maybe it was supposed to happen.. I didn'twant to believe it.

Out of sympathy? Why the fuck did I need sympathy, especially from him?

Another Asking Alexandria story, because I love them, and no one has any that I can read.

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