A lonely boy and Satan (Maybe a BL Idk Yet)

part 1

Before I begin this story, I would like to say this isn't my original idea. I was looking for memes but instead I found this amazing plot, I was itching to write it. I would post the picture, but then it would give the story away. Anyways, if you know what I'm talking about and who to give the credit to please tell me. Now, let's begin.

Nothing in my life goes right. I'm just a depressed 20 year old, that still lives with his parents. Everyone else from high school is already inrolled in college, and they know exactly want they want to do in life, want they want to accomplish. They live in dorms or apartment, everything is going so well for them. And here I am having no clue what I want to do, I just wallow in self pity everyday. "FUCK" I tell myself in a quiet whisper. My head feels like a bowling ball, that's about to explode. I slowly get out of my queen sized bed, and make my way to the bathroom. As I am walking I feel my head pulsating, throbbing, i walk more quickly. I finally made to this damn bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror "damn" I say out loud. I look like I just crawled out of a sewer. My brown, short hair is matted. Huge bags hang under my eyes, when was the last time I slept I think to myself. My once clean shaven face is now ruled by gross peach fuzz. I shake my head slowly at my reflection, I'm a fucking mess. My head started to throb again, now I remember why I came here in the first place. I reach out to open the cabinet, I pull out a bottle of almost empty ibuprofen. I dump 4 pills out of the bottle, and swallow them. In my hand I shake what's still left of the medicine, the 3 pills still inside is the only sound I hear, as I crawl back in my bed  and try to be whisked away to sleep.
But of course I failed

Sorry this isbso short, I will try my best in the future to make these long. I hoped you liked it, I promise soon we are going to get into the good stuff.