I wanted to say the memorized text, but the iron wire in my throat stopped me! I froze there in front of everyone who was stupid and exposed to everything being thrown at me .With words or even with paper cupcakes. Then I sat down on my chair, and then the Frontin tablet hit, or one of the medicines I took.I feel euphoric and I feel like if I could do this for the rest of my life, it's like everything has turned upside down, but I understand it as best as possible.But all good things come to an end! I got nauseous! I ran out of the room straight to the bathroom! Throw up.According to my psychologist, it is impossible to take medicine and vomit and fantasize for the rest of your life! But why not?Writers don't do this, they live a made-up story over and over again until they go crazy, until they become victims of their own characters! I threw up everything that fit in my throat! The little food I ate came out! I then sat down on the ground. Because I couldn't take it anymore and reached into that pocket. What I promised everyone I would never do!But vomiting and the phobia of vomiting are sometimes too much for me too, and the organs of the senses need to rest.And I bought my favorite spy. I pulled a blade on my arm until it was covered in blood!
And I spent the hour on the toilet laughing and boisterous until someone came! Just one of my classmates.
-are you okay ?
- Are you okay, Emily ?
Clay! My name is Clay! And I love you ! You just don't know I have always loved you ! Your long light brown hair! Your hazel brown eyes shine golden when the sun shines on them! And let's not even talk about your graceful figure! Your wide hips! And your mouth! What I would kiss every day! You are perfect when you see this! You are like a model, a goddess and I am like a cockroach! Blonde brown hair gray eyes glasses ! Big breasts. But why ? I don't want them either. But you ! You are the sun of my solar system! Or the center of my universe.You are not my universe. Every single day I sit out in the cold on that sad willow at night just to watch you sleep!I take pictures of you from the window while you change.I spend the night in your closet just so we can spend one more minute together, the tulip of my heart, the rose of my soul, the lilac of my lips. Emily. I wish it wasn't an allowance for an imaginary person! And I really want you! But I can't!
