by Corri Pitts Oct 11, 2006
category :
Dark, fantasy /
other
I CUT MY WRIST YESTERDAY I FELL ONTO THE FLOOR MY ANGEL STAYED BY MY SIDE SHE TOLD ME I COULD DO THIS NO MORE MY ANGEL STAYED RIGHT WITH ME AS I PUT ON MY LITTLE SHOW, I PULLED OUT MY RAZOR AND STARTED CUTTING TO AND FRO. MY ANGEL TOLD ME I SHOULD HURRY AND CALL 911, SO CRAWLED OVER TO THE PHONE, BUT INSTEAD GRABBED A GUN. MY ANGEL PLEADED FOR ME TO STAY, SHE SAID THIS WASN\'T THE RIGHT TIME, NOR WAS IT THE RIGHT WAY. |