This is NOT for attention, this isn't a plea for forgiveness, this is under NO circumstances a pity-party... I'm just going to dump my feelings into this story, without a plan or proper plot of any sort... Maybe later, but not now... I sat there, music blasting from my pc speakers, and I sang along to the music as I heard it... I mentally laughed sadly as "Everywhere" by Michelle Branch came up, but I felt glad... I was finally coping with the turmoil that was my heart... Short start, might write more later...
I pressed the next button, and suddenly "Freak" by The Downtown Fiction plays, and I decided to sing loudly as the chorus comes, "How many times can you look me in the eye/Tell me everything's alright/When I knows it's not/I don't even know what I should/Say now I can't speeeeak/I am such a freeeak..."
I lay down, thinking of even more sadness suddenly, and my chest all but disappears in the instant feeling of loss... I lay on my bed, barely breathing, wondering what would be the quickest and easiest way to just end it all...