Hm...I'mma play "welcome to my life" since it's so simple and I love it XD

I have 3.12 min. Okay...

Crimson draped my wrists, lathering the bedsheets, opaque red cloth. A dull silver knife glinted in the moonlight visible through the small crack of glass. Loud and unruly notes of music trembled and blasted in my abode, drowning my screams of pain and suffering in the endless stream of clefts and trebles. No one came when I shouted.
That's what I wanted.
Or was it?
Did I ever think of having some comfort or support? I did, and a part of me yearns for that, but no one gets my pain. I gave up trying.

-3.12min up!-

Well...yea.