Breathless.1'

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by challae

by challae

'Another Hennessy Please Sir.

Are you sure this like your third drink? the man asked

'I will not ask again, please give me another drink sir. I asked with more bass in my voice

I've been so distant. I hate everyone because they've done me so dirty. My friends are always calling me to see how I am but I honestly don't care about them anymore. They knew about it and they wanted to see me hurt. And I definitely don't want to be like my mother. But I'm turning into her. I wanna give up and be free but is it really time for that and tomorrow could be the last day I'm he-

I shook the thought out my mind. What am I doing to myself. I'm drinking more. I stopped eating to be skinny like the girls who get attention. I want attention, the type I never had. I need it, I wanna it. I'm desperate for it.

I called a cab to take me to my apartment. I need to rethink my life. What am I doing? What are my goals. Like is just so fucking confusing. Life is so hard and so u fair.

'Next Morning'

I wake up to another call, from Bri. Confused as to why she's calling but I already know the answer

Bri^

I call her back ready for her ass to be screaming this early.

Bri: WHY HAVEN'T YOU BEEN ANSWERING MY CALLS HAVEN

Me: I've been busy I guess I don't know

Bri: Busy drinking right?

Me: Can you not? It's too early to be talking about this. What do you want?

Bri: Pool 11 o'clock

Me: Ugh good bye Bri

Bri: Remember 11 o'cloc-

I hung up on her. Everyone is jus getting me tight. I hate everyone. I hate myself. Why is God doing this to me. God help me.