Day One. I can't move. Breathe in. Breathe out. Down another pill.348Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNrJMZOTJDl
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Day Two. Head is pounding. Shivering in bed. Take another gulp of the bottle.
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Day Three. Bandage my wrists. Call my mom. Smoke another cigarette.
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Day Four. Go to the shrink. Ignore his advice. Drink another cup of coffee to keep me going.
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Day Five. Don't want to move. Don't want to breathe. Another pill, forcing it's way down my throat.
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Day Six. Chills all down my back. The memories creeping in. Another bottle gone.
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Day Seven. Crying, feel nothing. Broken, heart gone. Smoke shop's closed.
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Day Three Hundred Sixty-Five. Blurred memories can't break through. Smile in a mask. Too much coffee.
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Day Six Hundred Sixty-Six. Can't feel my heart. Can't hear my voice. How many pills did I take?
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Day One. Heart pounding. Chills across my body. Resist the urge to reach out.348Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt7W70rNpVn
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Year Six. Holding hands with my boyfriend. Smiling, happy, really. Scars on my wrists a faded memory of a darker time.348Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzdICSwEc5t
