(WhyBut I know how you feel! Let your guard down, Wolfram, Let it DOWN! Tell her! Help her, Wolfram! She needs it! WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?! Wolfram's mind screeched like a wild wolf on the hunt, it relentless howls splitting through the cold, solid night air as it chased it's prey. He was silent for a agonizingly long and slow five minutes."But I do care."He couldn't. How? How had he let those words escape his mouth, when he had forbidden to ever do so again? After everyone that abandoned him, turned a cold shoulder? "What if I care more then you think?" He trembled, suddenly remembering how cold the empty van was."I know how it feels. To not feel wanted. Feeling like just given up. Wanting to die. I know how it feels." Suddenly a screaming, snarling whirlwind of enraged power swam through his head, threatening to snap the very threads of sanity he had sewn together. NO! NO! The last time you did this it ended badly! Wolfram, NO! How could you.....You swore never to let those secrets out, ever again. A lump form in his throat, his face betraying no sign of the whirlwind of emotion inside.
Blood dripped to the floor, and he threw himself against the bathroom cabinet, sobbing. Glistening crimson blood ran down his arms, staining the white tile on the floor. The bathroom door nob shuddering. No...His mother was home. And she heard his sobs of pain. The door opened, and a look of sheer horror was plastered on his mother's face. Of course it was, if you saw what she saw."I don't want to stay in this world anymore."
I'm just
Let me
*stolls into happy dino paradise*)
