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She litrerally give queen vibes. Look at her beauty dude!
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Have u ever drugged urself?
In the shades of white she came to me, I appreciated her time, you're my heroin
Youre that drug, that I really need.
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Finding true love is to never find it, you gotta let it go so it could find. It's about getting found.
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'I thought our souls matched, I thought our minds were quiet the same, I thought that we were soulmates. But honey, it was all skin and a moment of stupidness which I thought was heavan'
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5 Jan 2022
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Antidote
Chapter one.
People die, yes, on planet earth, there are species called humans. They die and get born every second as time passes through. I died too. But I came back to life. I came from death. I remember voices in my head while coming hospital. People speaking, yelling, shouting, touching. Touching me. Touching my hand. Tryna stops the blood running off from my writs. Tryna save my life. Worried.
Why? Oh because I killed myself. Why did I do that? Have I lost my mind? What have I fucked up in my head? That's insane and stupid I know.
I wish I died, I wish I did. Wishing won't solve anything. But I fucking really wanted to die. I don't want to talk to my parents or talk to anyone else after what I have done. I just can not face anyone right now. I do not want to explain to anyone why I did that. I also don't want anyone talking shit that I already know.
I stare at the door with small rectangle-shaped transparent glass stuck upwards and see no one but the purple wall in front. My room was empty and both of my hands were band-aided with a white cloth but the bloodstains were still visible. I was too numb to feel anything on my hands and my throat was dry through tension.
I cannot just try to suicide and not want my parents to say anything to me. We were going to talk and I knew it. The door flung right open and the anxiety hits me hard, but it calms as I saw the guy in tight black jeans, a white shirt, a jacket sweater, curly brown hair, and a cute face with attractive green eyes. He was tall and looked a year older than me. And probably did not look my male, female birth parents.
"What did you do to yourself girl? Wait, lemme guess. Killed yourself?", he assumes as I reply yes. " sick!", he responds. "Im Nate and you are?", he introduces.
"Karen, what are you doing here Nate?", I question.
"There's a raid in the hospital so I'm hiding. See", he shows me the bag he was hiding behind his back. A bag was full of drugs.
" You sell drugs? You know I can call my parents and doctors real quick right? ", he nods. " then why did you told and showed me that? ", I ask.
" I don't know. I just...I don't know", he answers, laughing at his stupidity "Are you going to call them though?", he asks. I answer him no and he says thanks.
" Why did you do it?", he asks as I look blindly. " why did you try to kill yourself?", he questions as grabs a chair and sits on my right. I was still laid on the bed. Are we having a conversation now?
"Umm, I, I don't know what to say and where to start", I explain. I do not want to have this conversation at all. I did not want to answer the question of why.
" will you do it again? What you did, will do it again?", he asks. I don't think if this is about me now. Why is he even asking me this stuff? Is he curious or what?
"I...I don't know, I don't know ", I answer. Who knows the future anyway?
" Do you want to do it? Right now? Do you want to do it?", he asks as he looks me in the eye while I stare at his face. He is handsome.
"No", I answer. Disappointment appears on his face. He questions why. "Because of you, I want to live in this moment right now. Who knows if I'll ever meet you again or not", I answer, shamelessly.
" you like me?", he blushes as I say he is handsome. "Funny", he smirks. "Why can't we meet again?!", he asks.
"Like tomorrow?", I ask. He sells drugs in this hospital, of course, we can meet tomorrow.
"No, like after when you're not on this bed", he says. What is he talking about?
" I don't understand like what?", I question.
"Like a date", he answers as he stares at my face. Fuck. All I knew was not to say no.
"Oh, cool. What do you think when will I get out of this bed?", I ask.
"After 2 days maybe", he assumes.
" The 6th day", I inform. "I'll meet you outside of this hospital at 5 evenings", I answer.
" cool", he says and exits the room.
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