I finished up my final LiveJournal post. There... I'd done it. I'd said I killed myself. Now maybe I could make a fresh start.
But as I got into my bed, I started thinking of the repercussions of what I'd done. I told a lie; people who cared about me would think I was dead. Tina... Tina would never forgive me.
"I'm sorry, Tina," I said to myself, and looked at my bottle of sleeping pills.
I think... perhaps I'd need a few extra pills tonight...
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
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