Flagged as mature for very mature themes and for language. 

This story might come as a surprise to many of you who've read my other stories and who know me. I generally hate strong language and some of the themes in this one; that said, I felt like getting some things off my chest, and on top of that, writing something a bit more gritty and dark than I usually do. Hope it doesn't scare any of you away ^^ I promise my next stories will be more happy .

I'm horribly bad at endings. I honestly couldn't figure out how to end this in any better way. I wanted it to end with an odd feeling of incompleteness, and something of a "cliffhanger"...but I feel this ending is sorta weak.

Otherwise, I tried hard to make this story dark, emotional, painful, and "realistic". I know my writing isn't all that great, so feedback is very much appreciated. Thank you for taking the time to read. 

This is mine: please ask for and obtain written permission from me before using or re-posting this elsewhere. 

Thanks to for editing and help with ideas . 

P.S For the record, nothing in this story reflects anything in my life or the lives of my friends.