Goodbye. That is what I want to say. I want to scream it at the top of my tired lungs.
Goodbye. That is the very thing I didn't want to say. I wanted to say hello. I wanted to make things okay.
Goodbye. This is what I will say one day when it all finally gets to me. That is all I will say.
Goodbye. I'm stressed out and tired now. I want to sleep today and not have to wake up tomorrow. I don't want to feel like this anymore. I don't want to feel anything anymore.
Goodbye.
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Honesty
RandomShe sighed a deep breath. She wasn't at all ready for what the day had in store for her. She took a deep breath and got out of bed anyway. She always did. Even if many of the pills in her mother's bathroom could take the pain away. Even if the gun i...
