Darkness.

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Empty and lost, all I could do was cry until I threw up and let the cycle repeat.

 I eventually had nothing left in me, and it was just blood. 

Fuck this.

Fuck it all!

The rubber band wasn't feeding the hunger of my wrists.

I went to my blade filled drawer and without hesitation, slowly dragged it across my left wrist. 

The blood dripping out seemed to make me feel higher than the night before. 

I begin to go into an uncontrollable frenzy. I couldn't stop. 

I felt my eyelids getting heavy.

Was I dying? 

Passing out?

Darkness.

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