I messed up. On the concert today my voice kept cracking up and I couldn't concentrate while dancing. I tried so hard to stay awake even though I just wanted to faint. Because of that I got more hate.
'He isn't trying hard enough'
'He is lazy'
'He is untalented'
'Kill yourself'
'Got7 is better without you'
'I stan Got6 more than Got7'
I sobbed. I was trying hard. I keep doing my best but that doesn't seem to be enough. I don't wanna do it anymore. I don't wanna live life anymore. I took the blade again and pressed it against my skin. I made so many cuts until I was satisfied. 20.
Then I decided that I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna take my own life. Before that I'll write letters to Got7 and especially to you.
I looked at the letters. I smiled but still tears dropped on them.
I love you, Got7.
I thought as I looked for the last time at our group photo. I took a rope and tied a noose. I hung it onto me neck and I did it. I stepped from the chair I stood on and my view turned black. When someone said that this doesn't hurt, than this is a lie. Smiling I closed my eyes as I passed out.
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Slowly Breaking (2Jae)
Kurzgeschichten"Why didn't you tell me that you were slowly breaking? Now it is too late..." Trigger Warnings -Depression -Suicide -Self-Harm -self-hatred -Eating Disorder -Person you wanna kill because they just talk shit
