Your heart stops, your eyes flicker to every thing they can find in the tiny room, they fade as you slip to the floor. You barely feel the impact, your head hit the tub, and the noises of the outside world turn to a muffled sort of sound. You concentrate on breathing and the red lines across both wrists. You smile when you start seeing spots. Maybe this time will be the time you don't stop it, that no one can walk in and save you. The time when you actually don't make it into work tomorrow and it takes someone a few hours to realize 'hey isn't so and so missing?' Then all thoughts are gone… Wouldn't that be nice?

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a/n: I've been all pissy and down lately hence this and the like… maybe many more to come, and the lack of my better fics. So ah... Screw the world right now.