This will be me.

September 11th, 2011by SuicideThoughts

She swallowed them down to the very last pill, she cut up her arms until you couldn’t see flesh, she scratched up her legs for just being her, because she longs for the day when she’s happy with herself. She’s waited for so long, could it be the night? The night she’s been waiting for all her life? She leaves a note on the window sill, and goes back to her bedroom to do the deed. After the last bottle of pills, she tucks herself into bed and knows that better is yet to come. No more loneliness. No more misery. As she closes her eyes to fall asleep, she manages to get out a few words, “I’m sorry mother, but don’t worry. I’ll be okay.” and falls asleep.

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