i feel numb. i feel lifeless. i feel dead. i wish i could control time so i could go back to a day when michael loved me.
just thinking about him makes tears fall. I miss him so much. i wish i could make a wish and everything would be normal again. but that will never happen.
i pick up my phone and open instagram. i go to michaels and see the first three pictures are of them. i bite my lip and lock my phone. i scream and throw my phone across the room hearing the screen break in the process.
i pull at my hair while i pace in a circle. tears start running down my cheeks. i start to scream. i grab the blade of my nightstand and sit on the floor.
i pull up my shorts and start there. then my stomach. then my wrists. by now theirs a puddle of blood. then i heard someone open the front door. "luke oh my god!" its ashton.
before i know it hes picking me up and carrying me out the door. i blackout before we reach the hospital.
