I was hanging out with my best friend Brendon, he was getting high and doing what ever he does best, when I get a notification on my phone that said I got a message. I slightly got excited that I got a text back from Spooky Jim. When I looked at my phone, it was indeed a message from him. I started to freak out in the inside because I don't want Brendon to ask all these questions.
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{a/n this was his face in the inside}
After calming myself down to the point that I can respond to him. "hey! Thank you for responding back, maybe we can get to know each other of you want to." After typing that out, he debated on hitting send because his inner voice Tyler {a/n PLOT TWIST MFFFF *sorry for caps*} keep filling his head with bad thoughts and anxiety. He almost didn't hit send but he fought off Tyler and hit send, hoping that Spooky would reply, for now, he's stuck with Brendon talking about nonsense and staring off into space. I'm hoping I did the right thing by texting back even he doesn't.
Right now, I just got home and my depression is getting the best of me, {minor trigger warning, sorry for not warning early, I'm not sure I was going to put this in. Stay Safe.} Tyler keeps yelling and he won't stop even after I kept asking him to. He keeps getting louder and louder to the point I'm sitting on the bathroom floor with a razor in my hands trying to fight the feeling of the cool metal on my skin. Finally, aftr what seems like hours Tyler stops and I get off the ground, put the razor away, and goes to bed not bothering to eat. {trigger warning over} My dreams are filling with the boy with the red hair, mocha eyes, and red eye shadow. A smile makes way on my face before I fall asleep.
