TW// Thoughts of self harm, Suicide plans.
Tommy POV
Fuck man, It's so exhausting living in such a quiet, boring, and plain place. I've counted the flowers, 19 times. What could I do to save myself? Insanity is picking at my skin. It doesn't help, that when I sleep, all I see is blackness. Not any joyful mumbling, no colours, just blankness. It takes me an hour just to get up, why? Why can't I just be over. Is this a nightmare?
I'm so annoying. Maybe that's why ghostbur stopped visiting. Fuck! Even Dream stopped. Maybe I should try harder? They should lower their expectations. I'm so bored. Jesus, not even cutting helps. Self harm has gotten boring. My last resort has to be death.
That's it.
Suicide it is.
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Sorry it's short- I'm busy and mentally unstable-
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