She looks in the mirror, dazed and confused. 'why does nothing in my life ever go the way I want it to?' she thinks to herself while wiping the single tear she had that was running down her swollen, red cheek. she looks down at her blood ridden wrist. blank. emotionless. she suddenly becomes aware of the drippings of blood she sees on the floor. "maybe now he'll care" she says to herself aloud....