#*herwords

I push my feelings aside because who wants to get to know the real me? No one.. I'm terrifying, remember? I don't matter.

I tried to reach out, you know... but then nothing. Seems like the people in the world turn a blind eye until you die..

I wait for death because I have been knocking at it's door for years. Not only do I knock at it, I throw things at it. The things you ask? Bodies. Always bodies. I can just watch the red drip down after the body falls hard on the ground in front of the door for Death to just take it.

"It's funny... I'm the second choice, you know." JT laughed bitterly. "To everyone, I'm a second choice. I'm only needed if their first choice can't comfort them enough. You know why I find this funny? Because I could disappear and they wouldn't give a shit about me. They wouldn't."

I'm glad... I'm just no one to you... It simply makes my choice for you easier.