Langst vent oneshot
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Lance grit his teeth together as he raised the pencil sharpener to his wrist

Seventy days
Seventy days without bloodshed
Seventy days where his skin has been clean of any cuts or bruises

But of course he had to fuck it up

Lance fuck up McClain
The seventh wheel of any activity with his friends

Nobody even bothered to pay attention to him when he needed it

They only saw his mistakes

They only tuned in for the days he couldn't get out of bed

**They only cared when he couldn't**

He wanted out

He wanted to be free from all the hurt

Mama was gone, two years dead at the strike of midnight

Mateo was away in some awful foster home

His dad didn't care about him

His therapist cant see past his lies

Nobody fucking cares
So why should he?

Why should he suffer while everyone else gets a life of sunshine and rainbows

Lance tried his hardest to lower the blade from his wrist

But it was nearly impossible

He threw it down onto his bed with a frustrated sob

The headphones blasting music slipped off as he tugged at his hair

Why couldn't he just be normal?!

Why him?!

What the fuck did he do?!!

He chuckled darkly and picked the blade back up before bringing it to his thigh

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Nine-

It's funny how fast seventy can turn to zero