HER LAST BREATH | h.s au

prologue

It's great knowing no one cares about you.

Having this knowledge reassures you there's nothing in the world you can't do. No ones stopping you. Hell, if I jumped off a cliff right now, nobody would notice. I live like a ghost, and it's amazing.

My life is nothing. Unless you think drinking, partying, and staying high every chance I get is THE life.

My feelings are drowned by this knowledge. My heart is cold by this knowledge. My eyes are overflowed by this knowledge. You see, knowledge isn't great.

Nothing really is.

My cries are masked by my fake smile. My cuts are masked by my fake laugh. My tears are masked by my fake happiness.

My body craves him. Instead I feed it drugs and alcohol.

He doesn't want me. He doesn't even know I exist. He forgot about me. He hates me. I need him.

I love him.