Friday, March 30, 2012

Done.

Still alive. Still alive right now.
I'm finished though. Finish.. Finished the series. Voices suggest. Simone laughs in the back of my head. Watches
Never get better than that
Never even get that far.
Why would I? How would I?

Ironic. Ironic name for a funny farm. Happy home. Woodburne. Though you'd only get it if you knew our reference.
Maybe that's not where I'd go though? Who knows. Somewhere.
Somewhere would be a waste of money. Waste of their time.
They don't care though.
Yes they do. deep down they think that. It's a waste.
Juvenile. Bullshit problems. Not anything. Could never get to that feeling. nope. never. How do I reach it? That feeling is weird.
Waste.
Useless. useless.
Stop.
Waste of fucking time. of money. Leeching their money. You're either perfectly fine or dead.
Stop..
Dead already. You're dead. die. die. die
STOP
DIE
DIE

Plan. want a plan. plan. plan..
Ebb. Ebb. You won't bleed enough. not fast enough.
Thin the blood. Ibuprofen. Use that.
Ebb faster. won't stop. Not as fast. But what if you fail again?
Then they'll find it. find me.
Where do you cut? Your thighs are covered.
More on thighs. cross the others.
How much ibuprofen?
Seven ought to do it.
How long afterwards do you wait?
Fifteen minutes.
How much do you cut?
Three that drip. If they stop, three more. Work my way down. in.

Do you want to do it tonight?
Dunno.
Get a haircut first.
shh. shh.. shh..
I wonder.
You wonder?
If it would kill you.
Who?
St John.
Dunno. Probably cause psychosis though. definitely.
How many do you take?
Four.
When?
Now.

Let's go on a trip.

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