I went to school, and skipped lunch to get high in the bathroom. It felt so good. When 4th period started, I skipped class. I also skipped class for the rest of the day. When I got home, I felt like shit. I felt like I was nothing. So, I took that blade to my wrist again and these were the deepest cuts I'd ever made. I'm talking like bones exposed deep. I went to the hospital, and they stitched me up.
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Wasteland
DiversosThis is basically about a lost and sad girl who thinks she has nothing to live for. Please don't judge it or anything (or at least not to me) but leave comments about what I could do to improve it. //jess