My heart pounded in my ears as the blade crossed my skin. I told myself over and over, just one cut, just one but then it moved on to, okay, four you asshole, four.
I looked down at my arms that were littered with cuts. Some were bleeding and some had scabs, others were just scars that told stories of how fucked up i am. I closed my eyes allowing myself to settle in the pain.
Your a sick fuck
Ugly
Stupid
Fat
Fake
You suck
Kill yourself
Ew
Cut yourself
Disgusting
Get pills and take as many
Eat poison
The words spat at me like a cat seeing a dog. I sighed as i wrapped my arms. I walked to my room feeling lonely without lana i felt broken actually. No.... More like empty. I sat on my bed for a few minutes just planning my death of some sort until my thoughts were cut off by a ring tone. I exhaled for a long seven seconds and picked up my phone. Jake was calling me at 12am? Huh. I answered.
"Hey Albitch! Whats up!" Jake practically screamed.
"nothing....You seem excited.." I shifted my phone a bit so i could put him on speaker.
"Well! Im going to Florida, DUUHH REMEMBER!!" Jake screamed in excitement.
He, will be here?? Oh shit I forgot!
"OH SHIT, dude i totally forgot!!" i fake chuckled.
"Anyway i'll talk to you later Albitch!"
"cya.."
We hung up and as soon as we did i panicked. What if he sees me like this?? Im a mess! There is no goddamn food, he might question me!! What if he finds out about my cuts and depression. I was overwhelmed by all the thoughts i grew tired. I looked around and exhaled in exhaustion of the day. I didn't do anything but panicking can really take your energy away.
I decided to sleep around 2am. I was not ready for what i had coming.
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sadness -jalbert- (discontinued)
أدب الهواةThis story will be in Alberts prospective and he goes through a rough breakup. His best friend, Jake, was going to meet him. When he gets there Albert and him grow a bond. But is that bond strong enough to keep Albert from suicide? Started- Septemb...
