***Hey guys! So just a quick little thing. I honestly don't think Mitch would ever self harm or do anything like that. But when I write I need someone to portray that kind of person. Any way I hope you guys like this chapter. Sorry if you guys cry... This is where my mind is right now. THX Beauties! Love- Christy***
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You don't realize what you do to me.
Lately you have been distant. You are never home. You don't call or text. You are always out with your friends.
I guess I don't exist anymore.
You have meet new people. Leave me alone, all the time.
You would think you would notice how you make me feel.
You are supposed to be my best friend. You said you loved me, you wouldn't do anything to me.
It's too late.
I've been lonely. I've been sad. I've been depressed. Yet, you don't seem to care.
Why would I ever think you did?!?
Every day I cut just a little bit more, just a little bit deeper. That's how I release the pain that fills my heart, my mind, our relationship.
I have stopped eating. Honestly I can't.
Is it wrong to give up? Maybe. But will I be happier, I think so.
So as I sit in this bathroom once again. Cutting once again. Maybe this time a little deeper to have it all end. Maybe I should take the whole bottle of sleeping pills sitting in the drawer.
Why not both.
I take half of the bottle of pills, and cut my arms and watch them bleed out.
I can feel myself do get dizzy.
I lean against the shower.
My eyes are closing. I take my last breath.
I'm free.
'Goodbye Love' were my last words
