(Flashbacks are italicized)
Run faster my mind told me.
It hurts my legs told me. Of course I don’t listen to my mind and I push forward. The breathing speeds up and frustration sets in. why did he have to do that? Why push it? Just as he leaves he starts it.
Bad timing Niall. You really shouldn’t have started that.
Now as I lay on my bed for hours on end thinking of how it started, how I could have prevented it before, and now would even be better. How he brought it up. What do I have to live for now? He is mad at me now because of it. I am mad at him as well.
But he has the ability to go to different places and then all those girls worship him, I’m sure they would be a much better girlfriend than I would. Not snap at him for much silly things of my past. He doesn’t care about me, nor has he ever. I bet it’s just for publicity. Take the poor charity in and it will all be better. She won’t mind, she’ll be grateful for that. For what you’ve done to her. Shown her a bunch of hate.
Let’s see how long it will take a person to crack.
Guess what? Cracking point. All it took was those words from him and then just open your phone to find twitter updates about me. That’s all it took.
A few simple words can kill someone, and you should know that. Don’t just think it doesn’t matter, it does. Just think of my death of that way. If you look deep enough in my new messed up room you will find the diary filled with my past and then the suicide notes. They explain everything.
Everything about me. that’s all you need to know about me. That I would rather have a death than a life of struggle. That’s all to it. I hate life. I hate everything about it.
From the struggle just to get out of the house without getting called names. The internet is the problem. People just think its ok. Ok to do those sorts of things. They must be punished. Severely.
It’s not ok to destroy another person’s life just because you are jealous of their lifestyle. They worked for it one way or another and you shouldn’t have the capability to destroy that. Take Danielle for example. I’ve seen things about her. She is the most caring person ever and rude people just destroy her because of it.
I’ve seen Caroline’s recently. Her twitter account shot up in followers and so did hate mail.
‘Break up any of the guys I will kill you whore.’
‘Stop hanging out with the whores, they’re not worth it.’
‘Just die before you get hurt from Liam. He doesn’t care about you so just give up already.’
Things only get worse. How can they write about that and not care about the receivers thoughts? Same with me. Mine could almost be considered death threats if I took it the wrong way. Why wouldn’t I though? They practically are. But they don’t care. They are just sending a message through. Well, it’s working.
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