*Dan's POV*
I looked at myself in the mirror for what seemed like the one-thousandth time this night. I sighed and looked down at myself.
I can't believe how much of a pathetic failure I am. I can't even stand to look at myself in the mirror without feeling the need to cry.
I turned to my room and plopped down on my bed, just thinking. Of all the things in this world-guns, knives, anything- your thoughts could still be one of the most deadly things. It causes you to think something like, "Wow, look at this fat fuck that is you, you're the ugliest thing anyone has ever layed eyes on, not to mention those horrid scars. No one will ever, and I mean ever, love you with those." It causes you to want to drag the blade across your skin even more, only faster and harder than before, because who knows, maybe one day you'll bleed out, not like anyone would ever care anyway.
Existence is such a mere thing, it wouldn't affect the world whatsoever if I were to just--leave.
With all of this going through my head, I just happened to start eyeing the dresser in which I kept and hid the box.
No one knows. And no one ever will. . .
until, maybe, it's just too late.
*Phil POV*
It's one a.m. and I'm sitting alone on top of the toilet seat cover, thinking about everything. I haven't eaten in. . . about 3 days, I think; not that my parents care, they don't even acknowledge me enough to realize.
I think I'm about a few things for a split second and it makes me want to burst into tears. I am so ugly, and beyond fat. I have no friends, and I am a useless, depressed, poor excuse for a human being.
No one cares about me, would they even notice if I were to just drop dead today? If they did, they surely wouldn't care.
So right now, I'm just wondering one thing: Why.
Why do I even bother anymore?
Why haven't I tried to fully end it all yet?
Why was I born into this world, I surely never asked for this.
Why isn't there anyone that just understands me, and what I'm going through, why. . .
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The Light Behind Your Eyes (Phan fanfiction)
FanfictionWhen two severely bullied boys named Dan and Phil are brought together by the same kids they hate, what will happen with their sudden friendship? Warning: This story could very well be triggering to you in many ways, i.e. self harm, eating disorders...
