That was Winnie's exact thought as she chugged down the alcohol at 2am.
Probably not one of her wisest decisions.
As she fumbled around in her pillow case, she thought about what she was doing in life.
She made a list:
1. Failing most of her school subjects.
2. Ruining her already ugly body with scars.
"Found it!" Winne exclaimed as her hand reached around her vape.
Ah
That's number 3 on her list.
3. Ruining her lungs and probably getting lung cancer.
4. Living life how she wants to.
Winne took a hit of her blue raspberry flavoured vape.
'Damn',
'That really hits the spot'.
She was drunk.
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What's the Point?
General FictionWinne was just an innocent girl. Her blade was not. [TW] contains self harm, suicide, eating disorders, panic attacks
