Youngblood Posted April 25, 2013 Share Posted April 25, 2013 She sat alone, alone and at home, where her screams were silent, but her mind was violent. He insecurities hid deep inside, and they did indeed eat her alive. A tear rolled down her face, as her heart began to race. She took her blade and tore her skin, where her depression lied deep within. This went on for days, months, years, and until she cried her very last tears. She decided that she had enough, the world around her was too tough. She took a gun to her head. Congratulations society, she is dead. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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