Breathe.

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Tyler,

The girl next to me wore a Bright pink dress with a blue jacket over. Her makeup was bright and colorful. She looked like a fucking princess.

How the hell did she end up here?

Everyone in this group besides her was wearing dark clothing, piercings covering their faces. But she, she was so fucking happy.

Why the hell can she be happy? She looked at the girl across from her for at least two seconds. "Hey, sparkly puff who the fuck are you lookin' at?" Trudge snarled at the girl in the pink dress.

Her head hung. "N-no one.." She stammered. Her voice was annoying, it made me want to hurt something.

"Since we're supposed to have a 'Friendly Discussion' why don't we go around saying why were here?" Marcus said shakily. Marcus was always here, from the beginning that loser never missed a meeting. And for all I know he's never gotten better.

"I'm Jacob, and I'm here because I cut." Jacob said irritatedly.

"I'm trudge, and I'm here because I like knifes, and knifes like me." She snarled. He real name wasn't trudge, it was actually Amanda, and her parents are filthy rich.

The girl in the pink dress was next.

"W-well I'm Mari. A-and I'm here because.." She cleared her throat. "Do I have to say it?" She said nervously.

"Let me guess, you ripped off a Barbie dolls head?" Trudge laughed.

"Actually, I tried to kill myself forty-three times, I have the scars t-to prove it." She smiled rolling up her sleeves.

I think we all swore at the same time.