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i open the bottle and i pour some into my hand. i quickly count how much i had in my hand.

10, only 10. i should overdose, no one would care. calum wouldnt, he doesnt even like me.

i get a up of water and swallow the pills, drinking water right after.

these pills should calm down my depression and anxiety, and make me sleep regularly.

but what is 'regular' anymore?

i walk back to the couch and sat down.

i guess now, i just sit in silence until the meds kick in and i fall asleep, and maybe, just maybe, i could sleep forever and never wake up.

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