Mindset of my depressed 18-year-old self

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I would like to die

Silently

with nobody around to listen or take care of me

as always

he asked to come, girl

NS

deceptive

Beautiful

Incredible

out of my league girl

And now I'm standing at his door waiting to see him

I am 18 years old

i am sad

I am a waste of man

and potential

And I'm not expecting 18 to be a better, more enjoyable number

  1. more than

or 16

or 15

Instead I'm looking forward to lying on the floor

my scalp is bleeding red

but here i am

his mother answers the door

(she still doesn't like me)

and says the girl is back

is waiting

I can feel the old hug's eyes burning down my spine

He's there

And my heart by chance forget what it's doing

and accumulates

like the rest of me

she says hello

i say hello weirdly

But the girl just smiles at me and asks how am I doing

not good

Fine

i hate myself

yes i'm fine thanks for asking

There's a bunch of gossiping trees outside his house

Behind is a green dot

an area

she asks me if i want to

go with him

so here we are

sitting in a field together

And she asks me what's the matter

appears

it widens

It's not, it's a hole

flood comes out

my mom hates me

I'm a loser

I wish I was dead

she's just staring at me

I did not do anything wrong

I can't see his face because it's hidden behind the sight of water and

shameful

eye rain drops

leaking down my cheeks

i'm such a kid

suddenly it got hot

very hot

Very good

it's a hug

I love hugs even if I can't get them much

and suddenly

I

Say

NS

Secret

big one

that's what she said

she just stares

Atheist

i knew

me on

Then

yes i did

why is she coming closer

Is she going to kill me?

NS-

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his mouth is hot

like the rest of him

kind of soft and slightly wet

and really good

really very good

I don't know of any other word

wait what are the words

i forgot

his arms are around my neck

it's weird

it's fun

she pulls away

she tells me too

don't tell my mom she asks

I will not do it

That's the spirit

Identification

Rather

Keep

To

Self

And now my nose is bleeding.

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