S U I C I D EYou always seem to think, 'The world would be a better place without me.'More Like This
And there's where you go wrong.
You hide in your bedroom, sneak a peak at the door to make sure it's locked. You strain your ears to listen to your family's laughing down the stairs and in the living room.
You hold the blade to your wrist, and hesitate for a moment.
Would it hurt...?
Shaking the thought away, a smile ghosts on your lips. It will be fast and quick. You don't need to worry.
Swallowing the lump in your throat, you press the blad to your wrist, and hiss in pain.
Damn it. That hurt.
'It's not enough pain,' You think angrily, pushing the blade harder into your wrist. Blood starts to poor from your wrist. Your wrist bleeds and your wrist seems to beg for mercy when you roughly pull the blade out.
You bite your lip.
Just one more cut...
You make it quick and cut yourself again.
You can't seem to stop. It's until you hear heavy footsteps and loud laughing and joyful talking
Coming Out of the Closet (Attacking Jepson)"I'm gay."More Like This
"Am I freak? Please, tell me no..."
"N-No... Tyler, you're not a freak..."
"Are you disgusted?"
"N-No... Just a bit surprised... That's all..."
"Are you still my friend?"
"Tyler, I'll be your friend no matter what. Don't worry."
Josh still remembered the first time Tyler had told him he was gay. It was not a big surprise (Josh saw it coming) but it still shocked him that Tyler would tell him, of all people. They were friends, no doubt, but he thought Tyler would tell someone closer or something.
"...Have you told anyone else?" Josh asked timidly.
Tyler fiddled with the end of his shirt. "No..." He answered. "You're the first one and probably the only one..." He admitted, looking away from Josh.
Josh could see what looked like a blush on his cheeks. 'How cute,' Josh thought. He shook his head. 'Woah, no. I don't roll that way,' He scolded himself. Shaking his head, he cleared his throat. "Well, you have to come out of the closet some day," He advi
So Dense... (ProtonConroy)"Jon, wait, stop."More Like This
"Damn it, Emile. What now?"
"We can't do this."
Jon pulled away from his boyfriend and raised an eyebrow. "What?" He asked. "What do you mean we can't do THIS?" He was a bit angry but was mostly confused. They were tangled together in a heated make out, ready to go the next step until Emile had stopped them.
'He better have a good reason why we're stopping...' Jon thought, crossing his arms and glaring at his boyfriend.
Emile bit his lip and shrugged. "Well, I read on the internet that when two guys do," He paused for a moment. "Um... THIS," He gestured to him and Jon. "Their kids come out weird and everything... I don't think we should do this," he admitted.
Jon face palmed and let his head hit the pillow. "Emile," He said.
"You're probably the most dumb person that has ever lived on Earth." Jon knew his boyfriend was not the smartest, per se, but was he really this dense? Was he just joking to get on Jon's nerves?
Emile pouted at his boyfriend. "Jon, I'm no