Ok, so like yeah… this is a drabble I kinda just made up on a whim on facebook… it was supposed to be a note… then it turned into a Nellie-suicide thingy haha… I dunno how it happened, but here it is:
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she sat in the dark corner, curled up in a ball, her head leaning on her bent knees. her pale cheeks were covered in glassy tears, her hair matted to her forehead from sweat.
Incompatible, it don't matter though
'cos someone's bound to hear my cry
Speak out if you do
You're not easy to find
a million thoughts circlied through her head. why does he hate me the way he does? why can't he just see i love him? i spend every waking moment of my life trying to get him to notice me, to acknowledge me, to love me...
Is it possible Mr. Loveable
Is already in my life?
Right in front of me
Or maybe you're in disguise
another fit of violent sobs shook through her weak body, shivers running down her porcelain back. the firplace was a mere 3 feet from her, yet she felt the temperature was 30 below zero.
Who doesn't long for someone to hold
Who knows how to love you without being told
Somebody tell me why I'm on my own
If there's a soulmate for everyone
her beloved, vengeful soulmate hated her. even if it was only anguish, not quite full fledged hate, it still crushed her fragile heart into a million pieces.
Here we are again, circles never end
How do I find the perfect fit
There's enough for everyone
But I'm still waiting in line
her mother used to tuck her into bed at night, & tell her the bitter-sweet story of a barber & his baker. a truly happy couple, with a single child, and a barber shop above their bakery on the first floor. how she had always wished to be that baker, to be loved unconditionally.
Who doesn't long for someone to hold
Who knows how to love you without being told
Somebody tell me why I'm on my own
If there's a soulmate for everyone
a sarcastic smirk crossed her lips, the disgusting realization that she finally got her wish... she had her beloved mr. t, & yet he didn't want her. all he wanted was his beloved lucy. the silly little nit, she was. the little whore she'd become. if only he knew what become of his beautiful, virtuous lucy...
If there's a soulmate for everyone
she looked down into her hands, twirling the ittle bottle between her hands, watching the liquid swishing around inside. the same bottle that lucy had used, expecting it to take her life from her... & yet, it had done quite the opposite. she lived, but she turned into a lunatic beggar woman, giving herself to any man who offered a shiny penny in rreturn.
Most relationships seem so transitory
They're all good but not the permanent one
her attention back on the situation at hand, she examined the peculiar color of the vile liquid. a forrest green shade, inside the aged clear bottle. her fate was decided for her at that moment.
Who doesn't long for someone to hold
Who knows how to love you without being told
Somebody tell me why I'm on my own
If there's a soulmate for everyone
without looking back, thinking twice, she popped off the cork to the bottle, & dunked her head back, taking it all in one gulp. soon, she would be realived of her problems, her heartache...
Who doesn't long for someone to hold
Who knows how to love you without being told
her beloved mr. t... soon she would be free of it all,
Somebody tell me why I'm on my own
If there's a soulmate for everyone
and sweeney would be left alone in this cruel world again...
If there's a soulmate for everyone
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Btw, the song is "soulmate" by Natasha bedingfield, for anyone who's keeping track xD
Lol, I know, it's not my best, but I thought I'd just post it here, cuz I know nobody on facebook's gonna wanna read a bitter sweet suicide story xD lol