The tears run down her face, a razor blade in one hand as all her memories flash before her eyes. She rolls her shirt up and presses the blade to her skin, sliding it across her stomach. Slowly the tears stop, the memories fade, and she moans in pleasure. Finally, the pain stops. But that one cut wasn't enough. Cutting won't be enough today. She grabs the pill bottle and downs one sleeping pill, her drink a beer. Then she takes another, and another, and another.. The beer gets into her system. The pain is finally gone now, but she's intoxicated and on the verge of death. Slowly it dawns on he-
her that she can't take back what she just did. She can't just throw up the pills. She tried, but it didn't work. Tears slowly streamed down her face as she got the lipstick that was on the bathroom counter and wrote on the mirror, "I'm sorry I love you all". You know who won that night? The devil. As her eyes closed, she heard a faint, sinister chuckle.
OMG
WOW
@horsegirl27 @Crissy15 ... What are you Wowing and Omging?
That's like rly amazing and rly sad that's why
Urm, thank you?
exactly you're welcome XD
>~< I just write about the truth..
That's sad though :(
*shrug*
@DullJackel09
Not to sound bad but um what did i just read
Never mind.
By the way, i hope nobody really does this.
Me too
Mhm.
I really liked it, but you changed tenses after "Tears streamed down her face." Technically, you changed tenses in the sentence that begins with "She tried, it didn't work," but that's fine if you intended to do a time skip.
I just hope she never does this love you adri and you are ok
@Jasper_Cullen Yeah go on Pandora
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