1. The Beginning

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by caitlinxsyko

by caitlinxsyko

Songs of inspiration~
•You Get Me So High- The Neighbourhood
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Exhaustion. Hopelessness. Bored, and
annoyed.

All words that are expressing my feelings towards school. Senior year. I should be excited, right? Wrong.

Everyone talks up their last year of high school to be fun. Full of parties, full of life, full of fun. All I've gotten so far is failing grades; zero, and i mean zero, sleep; and at least 5 coffees a day.

Nearly half way through my senior year, and I don't even remember how it started.

   Hi, I'm Kora; plain, old Kora. Nothing special about me, and I'm serious about that. Actually, might be the most boring person you'll meet. Does that mean I don't have fun? Totally not true. Just, boring life.

   I'm 17 years old, on my last year of high school, and let me tell you when I say I'm dreading it, I mean it. I'm actually fucking dreading it. No, I'm not doing too bad. Yeah, I'm stupid; no, I don't study all that often, but I am not doing too bad. I'll graduate. Eventually.

If you had met me a couple years ago, you would never believe that it was me. I wouldn't believe it either. Maybe it's just the drugs; and no, I don't mean weed, or acid, maybe. I mean whatever I could get my hands on. Tramadol, xanax, oxys'. Oh, oxys'.

Oxys' and I go way back. My mother got me prescribed to them at 15 just to fiend off her addiction. Nothing for me, even though she made it seem like I needed them; and I actually believed her too. Until one night, I really tried them. With. Alcohol.

They're probably my favorite, because they make me forget. Everything's so vivid, so dreamlike. You don't even feel the high, just until you're too high. Don't do too much though, or you'll end up like I did.

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•Hey guys ♡ What's up?
I'm not 100% what to write here, but I couldn't leave you hanging.