My second plan was to jump in front of a car but I got scared and ran. Plan 3 was to start cutting and cut really deep in to my skin, while oding on sleeping pills cutting so deep where I bleed as I fall asleep. My body rejected the pills so I ended up throwing up a lot. And cutting didn't work Cuz my mom knocked on the door for dinner. So I dropped the glass in the toilet and flushed it.
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Im Not Ok!
Teen FictionThis is the sequel to blame as requested by a friend. This is just like blame just the pov is different. This is the pov of Jake, flowers boyfriend. (Flower was the shy girl that was talking in blame.)
