Gomen,I got taken to Mars by aliens but then they returned me after alot of days. So,let's get right into this!

Farah's POV:

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Drip..

Drip..

Drip...

That was the only sound u could hear in the basement...

The dripping of a red fluid...

I was staring at my hand with a sad,but insane grin,plastered on my face.

I loved the way the blood poured down my arm.

Such a memorial site,dont u think..?

I just love to see myself in pain.

It feels..wonderful..

It makes me feel alive..

It makes me feel as if I can just forget about that cruel world,even if it is only for a short period of time...

I love it~

Salty tears were mixed with blood.

Ah~ how much I love to see this.

Yes, I knew I was crying.

I knew I was hurting my own damn body.

But...who cares?

No one..

No one cares..

Those people that try to fix me..

They just don't get it..

You are trying to fix a broken mirror with tape.

It won't work.

I am also ashamed of myself for not having enough courage to tell my parents on how I feel about them.

How much hate I have for them.

I just,don't.

And it makes me feel weak.

But everyone feels weak at some moment in their life.

And I feel weak right now.

I feel..suicidal...

I just want to die.

But,again,I don't have enough courage..

I'm just a dumbass who shouldn't had been born in this world.

Worthless..

Mistake..

Demon..

Monster..

Slut..

Bitch..

Whore..

A suicidal freak..

Nothing else..

But..alot more..

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Ja ne!