I'm gonna make this short and just tell you a few things that you actually need to know. So I got this idea 2 hours before new years day (around 10:00). I thought of it because I was going over the Adventure Time episodes and when I saw the episode "Marceline's Closet", I remembered the song she sang and how I kinda liked it. So I listened to it and I came up with this idea. I wasn't even trying and I really wasn't in the mood for writing but I did anyway cause I wanted to remember it the next time I write. So I now give to you a story I didn't mean to think of. This has some harsh thoughts so if you're uncomfortable with reading someone commit suicide you probably shouldn't read this.

Marceline POV

My heart doesn't beat.

No one knows what it's like to live a life where you have to pretend to be happy. No one cares if you're just acting, as long as you don't ruin their own mood. Everything is about one person. People only care about themselves. One one gives a shit about me. Being who I am never makes anything easier. I used to live with people just like me. But they abandoned me. Left me to suffer and pretend to be like everyone else. My eyes seeing things differently than everyone. I know what the world was like before most of my "friends" where even born. Now we're all ass holes and sluts. Only a few people with actual common sense still exist. I remember all the misery and suffering that I'd go through everyday. When I was 10 I'd ask people for help. They'd look at me like I was a disgusting animal and walk away. Because of all the hate I learned how to return it. Not only to people I knew, but to myself.

"You don't even know who you are." I was laying on the bathroom floor. "You're weak and pathetic." I spat at myself. "No one loves you. Any one that will ever even come near you will eventually screw you over." I felt tears roll down my face. "All the people that you've hurt before are probably still out there waiting to hear that you've died." I stood up and looked in the mirror only to see that I'm not there. "Well wouldn't they like to see this. Me, no where to be seen." I put my hands on the glass. "Can you stop pretending? Stop showing people the side of you that you hate. The side where you can do anything just because just because you're a queen. No one cares!" I balled up my hands, making them fists. "Screaming at yourself helps nothing, but can't I tell myself how I should feel?" My tears blurred my vision. "Stop crying you worthless little shit!" I banged my fists against the glass. And the mirror shattered.

The shards cut my hands leaving large cuts. Blood spilled out, I didn't even know I could bleed this much. I grabbed the bottom of my shirt, attempting to stop the blood, when I remembered…

This is how you'll go. This is how you'll give people the happiness they wanted. No one cared about me. Not Finn, Jake, Bonnie, my own dad, or even Simon. So I'll let myself die. I grabbed the broken glass. I chose the sharpest one and quickly slid it across my throat. It stung so badly. I gripped my neck from the pain. It bled along with my hands.

I dropped to my knees and let my vision go black.

My heart will never beat.

Well. I have a horrible mind. Yes I let her die. But only because of my own personal reasons that I can't tell you about. Marceline is awesome, she really is. But I couldn't help but write this. So please tell me what you thought cause I like when people review.

Bye...