Status: Re-writing / Editing of material when 13.

Why Is This So Unbearable

stick it in!

I flick open the fridge door with these things I call hands. And yet again another slice of rubber -that keeps the fridge closed and stop leaking-comes off because of these so called "hands"!

I stab my middle blade into a can of Jack Daniels. Then I place it onto my desk and rip my finery blade out. Now to find the straws. There they are, I say to myself. I use my tongue to place the straw and the hole created by what now seems to be me.

Yes, I know that drinking alcohol from a straw gets you off your face quicker. But isn’t that what we all want now? To drink ourselves in sorrows and tumble. Tumble down into the ground and never see the world again. "Fuck ourselves up drop to the floor and then you won’t have to pretend you love me anymore."

At that Gerard skulled his way down over and over!
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sorry about it being so short and taking 4 eve but mum has been in strict mode..you noe how tht get like tht 4 a while ..well anyways so havent been able to update sorry