for the rest of the night I tossed and turned, occasionally drifting off for an hour or two before being jolted awake by my mind harassing me. i laid under my blanket fully prepared to stay home today, not wanting to face the judgmental stares of all the people I call my "peers" at the hell i called "high school"
i climbed out of bed, inspecting myself in my full body mirror, well im not getting any thinner, my cuts aren't getting any less visible & my day doesn't look any brighter. dragging myself to my closet, i slipped on a pair of black legging with an oversized sweater & black combat boots, with my hair tied up on top of my head and rinsed the blood off of my arm. Minimalistic. my style.
