Mr. Perfectly Fine | Dreamnotfound

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Trigger Warning:
-Self-Hatred

THIRD PERSON POV:

He was sleeping peacefully in his bed, George was cradling a pillow to his chest. The sun was beaming through the blinds causing the man to stir. Usually, waking up was a horribly hard task for George. he was never a morning person after all. he groaned when the first beam of sunlight hit his face. Picking up his phone on his nightstand, George looked at the time.

9:30am.

What a boomer. Isn't it? He completely forgotten the lore stream again. He heavily sighed and noticed a bunch of nofication on his bar. It was from his Dearest Friends. He opened his phone and opened his messages. 68+ messages from Blob💚, Bad<3, Snapchat🎈.

GEORGE DAVIDSON POV:

I saw plenty of messages from Bad,Sapnap and Dream, I think i'll ignore it for now. I did something wrong last night,i keep messing up my schedule. Lore stream is important on our and my career,fact i almost slept in every lore stream. I hate myself.

I looked myself into the mirror,i feel disgusted. Why can't be perfect like others? I'm too fat, I'm too ugly, I'm too pity, I'm pathetic and useless. How could everyone call me perfect when I'm actually this bad? I need to lose weight,i need to act brave and not pathetic. I need to be useful at some point,i need to be beautiful. No one will like me if I'm not perfect as what they see on screen. I will lose my hard work if i didn't get a chance to change.
I felt hot tears flowing down my face.
"why do i even exist when I'm literally useless.....?"i sob silently, my suddenly breathing changed. I felt my chest getting heavier and heavier...I feel like I'm drowning,I need my phone. My phone? Where is it?!
Oh my god please Help me.

I can't breathe.
I CAN'T BREATHE—
Help..

I tried to grope my phone and called a number number for a chance of help.
It rings and ring.

"Hello?"

"I- i- help me.."

"What happened?"

"I can't b-breathe HELP!"

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