It's Monday.
Monday.
Monday.
And he sits there in the dark feeling oddly depressed.
It's Tuesday.
Tuesday.
Tuesday.
And he wakes up and wears all black, still feeling very depressed.
It's Wednesday.
Wednesday.
Wednesday.
He wears all black again and spends his day in the dark crying.
It's Thursday .
Thursday.
Thursday.
All of that day he just wished he was dying.
It's Friday.
Friday.
Friday.
He starts to wear eye liner and black lipstick to show the world his sadness.
It's Saturday.
Saturday.
Saturday.
He wakes up feeling so alone. Then he takes out a knife and cuts his wrist all alone.
It's Sunday.
Sunday.
Sunday.
Cops surrounding the house, examining his body.
They said he killed himself.
He's found in the obituaries the next day.
