Previously known as The Accident
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She is beautiful. So fucking beautiful. She is a star and I would become an astronomer for her and I would study for the rest of my life and I would bleed, sweat and cry day and night just so I can underst...
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I passed out the other night. After what I did to myself I was too tired. Physically exhausted.
The pain from the stomach acid really hurts this time which makes sense since stomach acid is hydrochloric acid which has a pH of one. I can barely breath, it feels like a panic attack. Drinking water to help with the pain doesn't even help since it feels like I'm drinking fire. It is horrible and now I can't eat because of it. It's not like I want eat either ways.
So do I regret it? Not one bit.
As I adjust my wrist straps, I sit up from the bench and walk towards the power tower. I lean my body forward, grabbing the bar from the back before lifting my body. I love doing this callisthenics as it feels great to defy Newton's law. I've tried body building, weight lifting, but callisthenic will forever be my favourite. I've been doing it for more than four years now, but I'm still not strong enough.
I manage to make my entire body do a 360 until my headphones fall off. Letting go of the bar on my right side, effortlessly lowering myself as I grab my headphones off the floor and place them back on my ears without ever letting go on my left hand side.
As I finish my set, I get off the machine when one of the workers here at the gym named Tony comes up to me with some dumbbells in his hand. "You have been here for hours, are you planning on going back home soon?" He asks as he puts the dumbbells away.
Fuck no. This is distracting and super effective. It is also keeping me away from everyone. Especially Indra. I don't want her seeing me like this.
I shake my head. "I just-" C'mon, make up an excuse Luke. "Nah." I tell Tony and he chuckles as he walks away.
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I am waiting for the elevator door to open so I can finally get to my apartment. I would've taken the stairs like I usually do if my legs didn't feel like jello. Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I see dozens of texts from Indra.
Indra: Luke I swear to god you better reply soon or else. [22:43]
Indra: I don't know what I am going to do yet, but I am going to do something. [22:43]
Once I get onto my apartment level and the elevator door opens, I walk out while I stare down at my phone, placing my wireless headphones on my head. I pick an old Sum 41 song and just before I reach my apartment door I see Indra sitting on the floor by my apartment with her knees to her chest and a bag of M&M's in hand.
I stop in my tracks, pushing one side of my headphone behind my ear. "What are you doing here?" She lifts her head to look at me up and down. "You seriously wear Air Jordan's to work out?" She raises a single eyebrow.
