Chapter 3
Sleepless Nights
The Pills... The razors... The gun... None of these worked... I miss him... I love him... It's not the same as I wish I could go back to the first night... Maybe if I wasn't this way... Things would have been different... I hate myself... 💭 I hate everything about me... Why don't you just pull the trigger you worthless piece of shit... PULL it Damnit just PULL it.. 🔫
I'm sorry for all the people I've hurt... I'm sorry I couldn't live without you... I'm sorry I fucked up.🔫
As the blood runs down my arm and slowly getting closer to the vein as he texts... I stopped... And thought maybe it'll get better... Well just half to see I guess... ANOTHER Time Old Friend🔪
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River of Feelings
Teen FictionThis Story is about life from someone with depression.
