You were crying for the past 3 days now.It has been a long time since you got out of your room.
You went out of your room,finally,and grabbed something in the kitchen.A knife.
You weny back to your room.
You were done.So done with all of this.You didnt want to feel anything,anymore.
You held the knife,and slowly cut a straight but deep line on the back of your hand.
That wasnt enough.Now,you cut a straight and deep line on your stomach.
That still wasnt enough.You did the same to your neck.You face.And head.
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||She Had Nothing To Live For|| p.jm(Complete)
Fanfiction[Complete] Why is life like this? Why does it hurt? Theres no point of living without you. So why am I still alive. -
