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overdose.

OVERDOSE TRIGGER WARNING‼️‼️

i cant do this anymore
i don't want to be here
Ive lost Rue
Ive lost my sister
Ive got no mom
Ive got no dad
Not even Fez can save me this time

those thoughts are left on repeat, shouting at me constantly. They were faint before, but recently they've been getting louder every single day, and now they are just too loud.

Im ending this.

I walk over to the bottle of pills i took from Rues house. Yeah, the hardcore shit. I pour the whole bottle into my hand.

There is maybe about 20 there, enough to kill me, I hope.

I stare at the number of pills in my hand and think, a bottle of water in the other hand.

My hands are shaking so badly that the water is splashing all over me, drenching my thighs in freezing cold liquid, cooling my whole body down.

I have nothing left to live for in this world, everyone will get over me eventually, Even Fez. He will find another girl, A man like him always will.

I put around 5 pills in my mouth and swallow them, engulfing the euphoric feeling and enjoying it for the last time.

"what a shitty life" I whisper to myself, choking back the tears.

I take another 10, and then another 5, My head spins and my hands start to twitch, soon followed by my whole body. I decide to go downstairs.

I open the front door and look at the stars for the last time. The sky looks beautiful tonight. I love the idea that soon I will be one of them stars. Bright and twinkling. Everyone admires you and no one can see you quite clear enough to judge you. You just sit there from afar and look pretty. So many people come out at night to watch you, not a problem in the world. My eyes roll back in my head continuously, I crawl back into my house and manage to pull myself up a few stairs.

My arms become too weak to pull myself up anymore, so i rest myself on the 4th step, my head on the cold wood.

I feel peaceful for the first time in years, all of my memories seem to be slipping away, all of the painful ones at least.

All i am left with is the happy ones. The memories from my childhood, When me and my sister would play in the woods, and have sleepovers and watch disney princess movies, from middle school field trips, how excited you would get and how you would plan your outfit the night before and pack your bag. From Fez, and how comfortable and happy he makes me feel.

I fade away While thinking of those memories. I feel as if i can almost hear Fez's voice. I open my eyes for what i hope will be the last time, and it is almost as if i can see Fez's silhouette running toward me...