Me
I shouldn't had opened up to that psychologist. Why did I trust her, anyways?
I'm so tired. My heart's aching, and I wanna slap it so hard it'll never hurt again. Why can't I stop those feelings? I just want to numb myself. Numb numb numb it all.
I can't do it anymore.
At the same time, I don't want to cut anymore. It hurts, and it scares me. The blood oozing out when-
I wish Jackson was here. At least, he doesn't judges me, and he let's me talk...
I'm just so tired, but I need to go on. I need to remember that this life was made for me because I'm strong enough to come across it. I need to continue.
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Have a nice day, you're beautiful x
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When Reality Strikes
Short StoryOne girl, named Jem but labeled as mentally-troubled, paranoiac. Has she ever asked to see a psychologist? No. Was meeting an unexpectedly meddlesome Jackson in her plans? Never in the world. Nonetheless, in life, you got to expect the unexpected...
