one crazy night
the day went as usual any planns i made were cancled due to other partine but thats not exactly how it went dont thats just a slight detour to what got me where i was... some time last night i was crusing suppost to meet up with my friend brit but i endded up having to go save another one of my friends... so i waited in my car... while having a ciggerett these two girls come out and start talk ing hella s**t and after theat i dont know... when i came to i was in the street . i was scared and alone it had been a while scince my last black out. i look around... i had blood on my clothes and blood on my knife so i check my body . no cuts. i called my boyfriend looking for some kind of hope or somthing i was scared... i told him i think i did somthing bad because of my clostes were bloody and there was blood on my knife and i was scared. then the cops pulled up so i hung up... to make a long story short, i was strapped to a bed and found out that i stab one of the girls but her friend said that i was provoked and they didnt mean for it to go so far. need less to say i no longer have that knife, i got a lot of sleep and i drew a picture with the only thing i was aloud... crayons. thebn when i got my phone my friend brit and a few of my other friends were looking for me. after it all i never felt more alone, thins was not the first time i blacked out and due to what some one thiought i was not drunk either... when i cant handel certin things due to a mixure of stress and depression and anger fustration and what ever can be thron on to the fire i erupt and i dont always know whats going on sometimes i black out and somethimes i dont... it all depends...
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