as she picks up the razor... her
mind suddenly travels to her biggest values.
her family, her friends, her dreams,
everything that matters to her.
but then again she thought about all the bad things.
her failing grades, her family problems, all the friends that
seem to be leaving, her newest break-up with the best
guy she could have imagined.
but then again, her mind traveled to all the people
that would be devistated by her death.
all the tears that would be shed. she can just picture it.
her mother crying, her small amount of friends that she has
left
standing around her casket sobbing.
"it just isnt worth it" she thinks
as she drops the razor...
Instead of asking me
'what's wrong',
or trying to give me words of advice,
just don't. don't
talk.
just, b
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