BloodBath
In the serene ambiance of candlelight, she finds solace in the bathtub, enveloping herself in a crimson hue. As she indulges in this peculiar ritual, a soft murmur escapes her lips, her eyes drifting into a state of bliss. Seeking release from her inner turmoil, she resorts to self-inflicted pain, tears streaming down her face with each strike. In a moment of desperation, she reaches for the candle, allowing the molten wax to cascade onto her delicate features. With a heavy heart, she submerges herself, momentarily contemplating the depths of oblivion. Written by AfterDeath_XXX
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