Ella's P.O.V.
FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!
SOMEONE JUST FUCKING CAUGHT ME TRYING TO FUCKING KILL MYSELF.
WHAT IF HE GOES TO MY MOTHERFUCKING SCHOOL? WHAT IF HE TELLS PEOPLE? WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO.
Shit! I left the fucking gun! Oh god I left the note too!
What if he reads it and tell people about that too? What if he keeps it and posts it on the internet? What if he shoes people. Oh god why can't I just be dead!
He probably thinks I'm some sort of emo, suicidal, attention whore?
Why do I care what he thinks of me he just watched me try to kill myself!
He was really hot though. He was super lanky kinda like jack, except he was like 5'10 and jack was 6ft. He was wearing a grey beanie and had really cute white rimmed glasses. It made him kinda look like a librarian. A hot librarian. He had bean wearing black skinny jeans and an anthrax shirt. Ugh so hoy.
Ella what the actual fuck why are you thinking about him you know what he thinks about you and what he just watched you try to do.
Shit.
I'm so fucking fucked up goddamn.
I opened the door of my house and ran to the basement breathless because while I was thinking I had been sprinting home.
I went down to the basement and laid on my bed and pulled out a cigarette.
They are so calming. When I finished that I finished off a bottle of vodka and passed the fuck out.
Oops I said I was going to not post another tonight but FUCK THAT! I'm bored and this one was really fucking short so sorry I didn't tell you Mina ha, there will be one here for you when you read it. Anyway bye :)
