Originally published at Memoirs of a Nobody. You can comment here or there.
I would like to stop crying now.
The boy I usually refer to as “Bunny”, the man I’ve been ‘in love with’ for nearly a year now (eight monthes) is in the hospital. Suicide attempt.
I swear to god if the two most imporant people in my world (my mother and Bunny) leave me there’s going to be no fucking reason for me to stick around. If they go, I go.
And I really don’t want them to go.
Please Goddess, take anything you want but NOT THEM. You can’t have them yet. They’re still mine.
Please…