Suicide (772 suicide stories)
My Love đ II
 Trigger Warning Mingyu went dead silent. He wasn't so silent before, he was screaming and crying and hugging Wonwoo tightly but now ..
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Sometimes you never know who's behind a screen, or what's behind their words. Kyungsoo wished he asked sooner.
Seungri's move to Seoul and it made his life miserable. What happened to Seungri's life so he suffered?
Kihyun is making breakfast for him and his boyfriend Changkyun.
He sat alone in his bed, cold and emotionless in this desolate world, even his eight brothers were no longer enough to save him from this bottomless pit. He wondered what it would be like to die?
BTSÂ struggles with themselves. This story is to promote love. Love myself, love yourself. Jimin-centric 3-shot.
Little Red Bike and a Bunch of Bloody Memories  > Swearing, triggering content > Baekhyun centric > Emotional garbage
How many mistakes can we make before they absorbe us into darkness?
       Not all Heroes wear capes. Sometimes, they hold mics and spit bars.            â ď¸â ď¸â ď¸ TRIGGER WARNING â ď¸â ď¸â ď¸ Â Â Â Â Â This Oneshot contains mention of Depression and Suicide that may be triggering to others.
"Hi Sehun, I'm sorry, I tried but I just can't handle this anymore." He whispered.
One cut, Two cuts, Three cuts, Four,
He was shattered in a million pieces and I didn't know. I, a doctor, who couldn't see through him as he felt like the world was closing up on him - as if the world was against him. He was shattered, broken and damaged. And there was I, his useless girlfriend who didn't know what he was going through. Him, Min Yoongi, Suga from BTS, who showed a strong image to the world, but inside was as fragile as a glass. Â
Who would have thought a small slip-up, a small bump, could alter one person's life and end another in a small matter of time?
Jinyoung was reading Mark's farewell letter.
" We'll be together soon "
Cause you are unforgettable why'd you have to go?
Today marked Kyuhyun's seventh year as a kisaeng. Seven years of living in this gyobang, spreading his legs entertaining clients every night. Seven years of false smiles, empty praises and the (not so) occasional abuse behind closed doors. What he endured this for, he knew not, for his life had ceased to have any meaning anymore. So all he did tonight was gaze up at the endless sea of stars while pondering the futility of his existence, comforting himself wi
"Hao, am I crazy?"
"Junhui. I can't."
His house is still his home. Even if it already misses one person.