Why me?

Aug 04, 2005 16:31

She called up at nine pm. She said she was at the beach. She was making a sand castle. She was giggling, hyperactive. Her voice sounded strange. So I asked her what she was on. She'd saved up her pills and overdosed on Fluorextine. About fifteen minutes later she started vomiting ( Read more... )

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flashes_of_sky August 6 2005, 02:15:54 UTC
You probably don't want anyone to tell you that you did the right thing by calling the cops, so scratch that off the record. I woudn't say that anyway. It has no meaning what so ever.

Even though I have no idea of how you feel, I can say that you shouldn't hate yourself for caring. Don't. It just screws your life up even more.

You have no control of when somebody wants to take their life away. No control.

I'm probably just upsetting you even more so I'll just shut up now.

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anonymous August 22 2005, 04:01:41 UTC
happy? i think not. indifferent...perhaps, perhaps not (to coin a phrase). then again, maybe i might just go back on my words. or it might just, by some strange fate of the gods, not mean a damn thing. still, why do you care about the girl that is inconsistent with ther emotions and moods and shall always maintain both a physical and emotion distance? is it worth it?

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Mollyuscs anonymous August 23 2005, 09:31:43 UTC
You're a liar. To yourself and to me. But you're searching for the truth too. It always wins out.

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