Here you are.
Crying like a weakling again.

You truly disappoint me dear. You can't take the heat, then get out the kitchen. You knew what you were getting into when you decided to defend yourself.

They always do this to you. So why did you expect different? You're not special. Also, don't come to me with that "you're depressed" excuse. It's getting old. If you aren't cutting, then, you aren't depressed.

Just because you bruise yourself and dig your nails into your skin until it tears doesn't mean anything.

You're just sad. One minute you're believing the lie you put up. The next you're facing reality. You were happy. So you were not depressed. Being depressed isn't on and off.

You wouldn't know.

"Everyone's different."

Darling, you aren't depressed. Now run along before I'm caught conversing with someone as low as you.

You trudged back into the darkness. The abyss swallowing you whole. He was right. You aren't depressed.

You're just sad and want attention.

She choked up, crying while laughing. "Maybe I'm crazy."

You're just a joke.
Nobody takes you seriously.
Why even try to talk.
You're only useful for laughs.

Shut your mouth before I shut it for you.
Dumb bitch.

"Maybe you are crazy." Ryo chuckled, slitting her throat.

He left her there to bleed out in gurgling pain. She would only be a joke. What was the use in trying anymore?

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Well, I updated again. It was fun. But, I'm off to go read some more. My head hurts though.

사랑해요, Lylic**