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Fotia the Ickulaww
Fotia_553
Legacy Name: Fotia_553
The
Reborn SheetaOwner:
KodouAge: 12 years, 9 months
Born: August 3rd, 2011
Adopted: 11 years, 9 months, 3 weeks ago
Adopted: July 9th, 2012
Statistics
- Level: 6
- Strength: 17
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 4
- Books Read: 1
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Store Clerk
Look in the mirror and ask your soul if you're alright
Sometimes, in the dead of night when there's no cops to see, I like to take my seat belt off while driving. Just to remember what it feels like to be alive. I like to grip at the steering wheel until my knuckles turn white, all while jerking it to the right side of the road. I'll press my foot down on the gas and listen to my engine scream for me to stop. Sometimes I just imagine what it would feel like to hit the tree head on. But instead, I always do the same thing. I slow down just in time to feel my tires slip on the ice of the Michigan winters and turn down my driveway. I never reflect on my actions, I just walk on like nothing happened. I fantasize about all of the ways my death could approach. Reaching for aspirin I think to myself how a bottle of this just end me. But instead of the bottle, I take four lovely white pills and hermit myself in my room. I enjoy painting the picture that I'm alright when I know I'm not. The problem has been the same for years, when I do open up and tell people I'm not okay it's always the same response.
Suck it up.
Get over it.
You just want attention.
Its not for attention. It has never been about attention. But they don't know that, do they, bottle? The whiskey tastes just right and the gin makes me grin. The drunken laughter makes me forget about it all. And I love it.
[RP: Open]
[Last Edit: 1.21.14]
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