soundtrack of our love

bullet.

my legs are dangling off the edge

the bottom of the bottle is my only friend

i think I'll slit my wrist again

and im

gone gone gone gone.

××××

im sitting on the edge with my two best friends

ones a bottle of pills

and ones a bottle of gin

im 20 stories up yeah up at the top

I polish of this bottle

now its pushing me off.

×××××

believe me when I tell you that I've been persistent

cuz I'm more scarred

more scarred than my wrist is.

•bullet by hollywood undead

i slammed my laptop shut. I couldnt look at the comments on my Facebook anymore. I pulled out my phone hoping my instagram wouldn't be the same, but it was. "why don't you slit your wrists deeper you whore" "kill yourself" "you don't deserve to be alive, you're a waste"

I made my way to the bathroom and grabbed the bottle of pills in the cabinet. i chose to put them down and just think it all through.

i went and grabbed my jacket and decided to go for a walk.

before I knew it I was downtown and I could hear the music coming from a building on the street beside me. I saw a guy leaning against the side of the building. he was tall, and had long, dark brown hair. he was taking long drags from a cigarette.

i almost went and talked to him. but I didn't.

a/n: this song really gets to me tbh. its great yet really depressing.

i know this sucks, the whole thing sucks, but im trying.

i get to hang out with trevi and brian from the resolution on the 24th.
i love them a lot. i miss them.