One last slit in my wrist cant hurt i say to myself...I deserve
this... he said i wasnt Pretty enough. I see the blood falling down
my arm. and the white carpet turn crimson RED. And before i know it
people are screaming.."shes losing blood dramatically, call 911" im
in the hospital people all around. "Your not going to live.."
People crying...whyed i do this i thought to myself, i made all
these people so terribly sad, And before i know it my eyes turn so
cold. and i cant move..my spirit is drifting off to the
clouds...and everyone knows me as THEBEAUTIFULSUICIDE.