aerumnous - l.r.h

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tw// mention of self harm and attempted suicide

depression is a hard thing to explain.

it can happen to anyone, from people with the saddest life story you've ever heard to people with perfect lives.

you never knew who's going through anything and when or what will cause them to snap. that person was luke hemmings.

you didn't need to be an idiot to see that luke was sad.

but no one knew how sad, no one knew that for some reason luke always had the plan to end his own life, no one knew that at almost every social event he would hide away in a bathroom and find anything and everything to hurt himself.

i mean who could luke never told anyone about anything he felt, he always felt as if he was burdening them with his own stuff.

luke had always suffered from depression, for as long as he can remember he would just be sad for any unknown reason and just be disgusted by his own life but was stuck in this body stuck in this life he couldn't do shit to change it.

one day it became too much, too much for his brain to comprehend the only thing in his mind was darkness.

tw// graphic description of suicide

with tears streaming down his face a blade in his hand as he swiftly moved it on his arms as more tears flew down from the pain his body was feeling.

luke couldn't fucking do it anymore he wanted to die more than he ever wanted anything in his life.

he watched the blood drip down his hands as they fell to stain the floor and he couldn't help but smile.

he was smiling because he was some sick freak, he was smiling because his battle was over and all his pain would be gone forever. so he thought.

all the thoughts he constantly has running through his mind had stopped as he felt light headed and his vision started to blur.

"im dying" the boy chuckled to himself playing the massive amounts of blood leaving his body, he had the most massive smile on his face.

a smile he hadn't warn since he was a child. soon it would be over, everything he had ever felt would be gone forever.

he would just remain a memory in peoples brains.

for the first time in luke's whole life he felt happy for a few seconds.

his body felt tired his eyes just shut themselves as his whole felt light and numb, the stinging feelings in his arms felt like nothingness.

he felt as though he was asleep yet he couldn't move, he heard and thought everything but couldn't move or feel.

he lost all sense of time as he sat lifeless on his floor slowly losing every sense of himself the longer he sat.

he heard the door

at this point his brain wasn't working anymore he couldn't process thoughts anymore.

the person tried the door once again.

his ears were ringing

the person tried the door once again before he heard a key and door fly open.

screams

flooded his ears, his mothers scream was one of the last sounds luke hemmings thought he would ever hear.

he would have felt like shit if he could feel. having to have his mother find him dead on his bedroom floor his blood staining every surface known to man.