12-08-14
7:20pm
And how tired you're you've tried various way to end it all ; The feeling when you pressed down the knife and try to cut off your vein but there's only blood that come out and the pain that you're addicted to it ( O god it fun) . The taste of the pills you swallowed and you though would kill you but it just make you sleep for days. The furious heartbeat when you stand on the x'th floor and look down and wonder how will I end up if I jump ; but everything failed because you don't have enough courage to do it. O how you pray to god every night that you wanted to wake up tomorrow watching your body lying on the bed , and kiss it goodbye.
It's a relieve to have someone to talk with ;
Even if the one you were talking to, will only appear when you're standing in front of the mirror.
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