This isnt rlly a mcyt oneshot, but its on my mind...
TW: Scuicide
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Its fucking 4am. And here you are, just sitting here, too dehydrated to cry but too unmotivated to drink water. Get yourslef togather man.
My thoughts were so loud. I could barely focus on the youtube video i was watching. Eventually, i gave up on that and opened spotify and clicked on my sad songs playlist. I pressed shuffle and sinse i was too broke for preminum, i suffered though two long ads.
Then Mr. Loverman came on.
Shit.
It reminds me of her. I grab the hoodie she gave me and put it on. I miss her. She only had ended things with me today, and she said she would want to get back together after things fixed themselves.
We would get back right?
It sgonna be fucking akward when she comes back to school isnt it?
Does she hate you?
Was she lying?
She still loves me right?
Should i even go on?
More and more questions flooded my brain, bringing the dry tears to my eyes. I grabbed my waterbotte finaly. If crying was a way to feel better, thats what i would have to do. Soon, the tears began falling (IF YOU SAY WATER DOESNT WORK THAT FAST JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP).
Soon, my thoughts turned to him. How two days ago what he had told me. That they liked me. Somehow, over the span of two days, everything went from alright to just apsolute shit.
As the last chourus of Mr. Loverman rang out, i was left with silence for a few seconds. Until the I heard the soft instrumental of This is Home.
Then i grabbed a razor and killed myself.
The end
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Sorry bad ending.
And no context
Your welcome
GO FCUKING EAT AND DRINK AND SLEEP (heh im a hippo crate)
ANYWAY
300 words
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Random Oneshots(Some mcyt)
FanficJust random oneshots. Trggger warnings at the beginning of the chapters. theese will probably just be mcyts or the perosn wont have a name. I write practacly all in first person POV anyway.
