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the feeling of uncomfortableness is growing and there not a bottle of bleach in sight, you remember all the stupid embarrassing things you've done making you thirst for your bleach like a suicidal alcoholic. Right now out of anything you needed him, that on guy that you trusted more than anything, your sanity is draining faster than you could reassure your self but you knew what your mom had told you not to do. the chances of you becoming the normal child your adopted mom had always wanted was as low as your IQ points, "the first step is to believe in yourself." you repeated over and over again in your head trying to reassure your self but failed, you had no chance of living in the first place so why would it matter if you disappeared with out a trace. you demons were louder than your oun thoughts and there was no way to shut them up except the tame of his deep voice, " can you please close your computer, were not doing anything that has to do with your computer right now." said the boring library teacher. you snapped back to reality trying to regain your shattered and shaken mind but failed miserably, this forced you to try to swim in your depression that you drowned in day after fucking day.
you wished to hear HIS voice one last time.