Unrequited Love ~Lams~

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*A Week Later*
tw: mentions self harm, depressed thoughts, and abuse

I walked out of the bathroom, with a few new cuts on my arm.

Okay so maybe I was wrong.

Yeah, I was definitely wrong.

After a week of happiness, everything went to shit.

Thomas Jefferson started to harass me in the halls, so I punched him.

Which resulted in me getting suspended.

Which resulted in my father being pissed.

Which resulted in yet another beating.

And, on top of that, I'm 99% sure that Alex has a crush on somebody.

Which is obviously not me.

In other words, life stinks.

I have nobody to talk to. I hide in my room all day, watching random Netflix shows. I either ignore texts or respond with a simple "k"

I only leave to get junk food and to go to the bathroom.

During these last couple days my arms have been covered in cuts, which I use my hoodie to cover.

I know I should probably start taking my pills, but I just don't feel like it. They aren't going to help anyway, so why bother?