98 The night you saved me.

Ford.

The night I met Lance. 

Another party that I don't give a shit about. 

People in my house. Friends mixed with strangers. These are all people that wouldn't even blink a tear out of my eyes if I was dead. 

Dying. 

Sounds like the best thing right now. 

I have it all planned out. 

Tonight is the night I gather all the courage. The night I do what I have always wanted. I am tired, fucking exhausted. I can't stay here any longer. It is not like I haven't tried. Every day that I wake up and live my life is me trying. The demons are winning. I can't keep on breathing and acting like I am perfectly fine when I am already dead inside.