Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, nor will I ever.

R&R!

Enjoy!

-InuYashasPerfection-

Scarlet Rivers

In exactly one months time.

I've done more wrong than George Bush.

I got fired from the local Taco Bell.

I lost her.

My parents got divorced.

I don't really get out of bed much.

Needless to say I put my new car into a tree.

Please note, pine trees have a nasty taste.

I dream of better days while I lay on the Serta mattress watching the plasma screen.

They call me Naruto.

I call me...a waste of air.

God broke the mold.

Of course, I was probably his sense of humor.

Crashing & burning.

Well, thats what I do.

I'll have a sense of high.

Probably a better one than you weed smokers out there.

Of course, I might as well smoke it.

I can't get any dumber.

I tried.

Oh I tried to get her back.

I miss my love.

So beautiful.

So lovely.

So damn fine.

No matter how hard I try.

I can't succeed in life.

Theres nothing I'm really good at.

I'm an average student.

But not average enough.

I was a crew member at Taco Bell.

While others got promotions.

I had two years in there.

Some of my managers.

Had just but 6 months in.

Now thats sad.

So, theres one thing I bet I can do perfectly.

I get up, out of bed.

Four days, still no bathing.

I think I left a body print on the bed.

I break apart my razor.

And pull no punches.

I dig deep.

I don't do it for attention, I'm doing it for the end.

The scarlet rivers that run down, God they sure are gorgeous.

I've never seen anything more gorgeous.

I take a finger from my other hand, and lap up some blood.

It even taste great.

I hope all of them come to my funeral. And feel fucking inferior.

I hope they cry till they get sick.

I want them to feel so guilty for ditching me at an important time in my life.

I dig the razor into the other wrist.

That river, is almost prettier.

I love it.

I start to feel woozy.

I feel kinda high.

I feel kinda lightheaded.

I...feel...amazing...

What is this.

I see black.

But I can't really see actually.

I try to blink.

I can blink.

Am I not dead?

I open them slowly.

And I can see.

I am in a white room. And In the hallway I can see doctors.

Oh.

My.

God.

I can't even fucking die right.

So I lay in silence as they tell me I have to serve 48 hours in the psych ward.

And I just sit there and start to cry.

Only thinking of a fool proof way to die.

Authors Note: Hope you enjoy this short little story. Leave me some!

R&R!

Enjoy!

-InuYashasPerfection-