flowerhead this story is based off of a dream I had when I was in eighth grade. Andor is sick. Not that he's coughing and hacking, or terminally ill, he is just sick of life. Nothing in this purgatory of a world we call "home" makes him feel whole. Except for her. The little old lady with her flowers. She makes him feel whole, his scars and all. ...until he snaps. **TW**
mentions of suicide, self harm, eating disorders, body dysmorphia

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