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Broken Dreams
I need some sleep
It can't go on like this
I tried counting sheep
But there's one I always miss
Everyone says I'm getting down too low
Everyone says you just gotta let it go
You just gotta let it go
You just gotta let it go
 
        Was she doing something wrong? Why didn't she feel the same? Why didn't she love her back? Sarah's heart throbbed with pain as they would talk casually. She was good a hiding her feelings by now. She wanted to cry as she was smiling. She lost sleep because of this girl. 
Little do you know
How I'm breaking while you fall asleep
Little do you know
I'm still haunted by the memories
Little do you know
I'm trying to pick myself up piece by piece
 
        Her friends knew about this crush. This crush. Sarah was crushed. Her heart was smashed. Like it had been ripped out in front of her, and she watched it as it was crushed in the other's
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You Missed Your Chance
//Before we start, these are two OC's that I created! They are representations of Math and Psychology! I also did a lot more, but those will come in time
Sean = Psychology
James = Math)
    Sean didn't want to do it anymore. He hated living forever, watching all these people he could save, die! He hated making friends with people and then watching them die! He hated living. He hated himself. 
    But, God, he loved James. Oh, James was perfect to him. He loved the unique features in his hair. How those numbers stayed in place. He wondered how they looked like in the morning, did they always stay in order? That's weird. Oh, what it would be to wake up with Math. Snuggling in his arms, with pure happiness. For once, if he could have James, he would finally be happy. Of course, it would take a while to get over the rest of the depression reasons. He just wanted to see James everyday, and kiss him and hug him, and wake up and go to bed with him. It was dr
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All About Us (SepticPie)
    Jack giggled slightly as Felix accidentally stepped on his foot. "Sorry," Felix quickly apologized. Jack shook his head, "No, it's fine. You're learning." Felix swallowed a bit nervously and stepped backwards. They had been practicing a simple dance routine. Felix just had to step forward, backwards, to the right, the left and back to going forwards. Felix was clumsy when it came down to dancing, so he would sometimes step on Jack's foot or go the wrong direction. 

        He was never a dancing person. He would only dance if it was for a joking matter, that means it wouldn't be real dancing. And, he wasn't really one to be romantic. He had a huge sense of humour and wasn't the best at romance. That's why he was glad to have Jack. Jack loved his sense of humour and how he would try to be romantic. It was just so cute.


        How it all started? Well, Jack was
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I need some sleep
It can't go on like this
I tried counting sheep
But there's one I always miss
Everyone says I'm getting down too low
Everyone says you just gotta let it go
You just gotta let it go
You just gotta let it go
 
        Was she doing something wrong? Why didn't she feel the same? Why didn't she love her back? Sarah's heart throbbed with pain as they would talk casually. She was good a hiding her feelings by now. She wanted to cry as she was smiling. She lost sleep because of this girl. 
Little do you know
How I'm breaking while you fall asleep
Little do you know
I'm still haunted by the memories
Little do you know
I'm trying to pick myself up piece by piece
 
        Her friends knew about this crush. This crush. Sarah was crushed. Her heart was smashed. Like it had been ripped out in front of her, and she watched it as it was crushed in the other's hand. She hid from the other when she was feeling like this. She would turn off her phone, stop talking. She actually cried a few times. She rarely cried.
 


A drop in the ocean
A change in the weather
I was praying that you and me might end up together
It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert
But I'm holding you closer than most 'cause you are my heaven
 
        She knew how rare it would be if she did feel the same. She hated this feeling. Sarah was so scared to get close. So many people had left her, and now she had fallen for this girl? She wishes she could say that they were dating, say that she was taken, say she had someone to hold close. That's all she wanted. She wanted someone who would finally love her. 
 
It's over, isn't it? Isn't it?
Isn't it over?
It's over, isn't it? Isn't it?
Isn't it over?
You won and she chose you
And she loved you and she's gone
It's over, isn't it?
Why can't I move on?
        She had someone else? Some boy? Did he make her happy? He better have. She deserved the best. Sarah hated this. If she didn't love Sarah, why couldn't Sarah just move on? She knew she wouldn't feel the same. Of course. This is why Sarah fell apart. She knew she wouldn't feel the same, yet she always stuck around.  It was over, and Sarah couldn't fall out of love.

        You know when you get that empty feeling in your stomach?

        That cold rush after crying?

        Those goosebumps that rise from your skin, and you know that it’s not just the winter temperature throughout?

        You know when your mind blanks when someone’s talking and it reminds you how broken you really are?

        You know when you’re in love with this specific person, and you know they only see you as a friend?

        You know when your family has no clue how you feel?

        You know when your family and friends have no clue how broken you are, and they push you around like you’re strong enough to keep it in?

        You know how you’re not suicidal, but you do want to die?

        You know how you’re praying for things to get better, and you’re wondering if they’re making their way to God.

        You know when you are so stressed, you can’t sleep peacefully anymore?

        You know how you’re not sure if your family cares enough to help you through your stress?

        You know how teachers and schools have no clue how much stress they are putting on you?


Yeah. I know. I know, because I deal with this every day of my life.
Why can’t I be happy? Why does life have to be so damn hard? Before you say ‘Stop whining’, listen to me. I hate life. I honestly do. Sometimes, I wonder if it would better to just die. Maybe everyone else be happier that way? Would I happier? It’s all school and my home. I remember getting into my car, ready to go home. I couldn’t wait to go home and play games with my brother or my dogs. I was so optimistic, and now I’m not. I wake up every day and try to be positive, but I hate myself so damn much. I look in the mirror and I think, Ugly. Pathetic. Moron.

I hate myself so much. I can’t even explain it. I cry over everything. I just want to be able to smile again. I don’t want to fight anymore. I’ve stop cutting, so the only I let out my hate and pain is by crying or taking it out on others. My own mother threatened to put me in an asylum. I get it, I’m not safe by myself anymore. She just doesn’t understand how much of a pain-reliever it is.


I don’t really want to die or kill myself. I want to see if I can make a difference. Just a small difference will do. I want to make people happy. I don’t want to see others the way I am. A psychiatric and youtuber will do great. Youtubers have saved so many people, including me. I remember wanting to hurt myself so badly. I had the perfect opportunity to. I thought of Jacksepticeye, Markiplier and Pewdiepie. They helped me through so much. They make me smile. Just the thought of them makes me smile. My friends don’t realize how much I love them, except Madison. They may have even saved my life in the future.


My  depression has been getting worse. It was gone for a while, but I still hate myself and I hate dealing with life. I’m holding on for so many reasons: my family, friends, and my future. I want to make a difference in people’s lives. I don’t want people to feel sad anymore. I want to be able to reach through to them and let them know that they are valuable.


For them, I’ll stay.


//Before we start, these are two OC's that I created! They are representations of Math and Psychology! I also did a lot more, but those will come in time

Sean = Psychology
James = Math)


    Sean didn't want to do it anymore. He hated living forever, watching all these people he could save, die! He hated making friends with people and then watching them die! He hated living. He hated himself. 

    But, God, he loved James. Oh, James was perfect to him. He loved the unique features in his hair. How those numbers stayed in place. He wondered how they looked like in the morning, did they always stay in order? That's weird. Oh, what it would be to wake up with Math. Snuggling in his arms, with pure happiness. For once, if he could have James, he would finally be happy. Of course, it would take a while to get over the rest of the depression reasons. He just wanted to see James everyday, and kiss him and hug him, and wake up and go to bed with him. It was dream, that would never come true.

    Now, James was by his side, yelling for help when it was just them two. He had taken too many pills. Three 600 MG of Ibruprophen. His vision grew heavy, he started seeing black fade in. And he could hear the sweet symphony sound of James' voice. He smiled. "James..?" Was all he could make out before he blacked out

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    Here he was, in the hospital again. He could hear beeping and someone hiccuping, like they are, or have been, crying. He tried to open his eyes, but ended up closing one because of how bright the outside was, and the blinds were open. 

    From what he could see, he saw the royal blue hair of Science and then.. James? Well, of course James was there, but he was crying while Science held him. He couldn't see James' face because his hair was falling in the way. James' head was resting on Science's shoulder. Science had his arms wrapped around James, pulling him in close.

    "I fucking love him, and," James stuttered out, breathing quickly a few times, "I hate seeing him like this." Science nodded. He took one arm away and pet James' hair. "I know, I do too. He's like my little brother, you know." They sat there for a few more seconds, and Sean closed his eyes. He was tired. And he fell asleep.

    Now, he was awake again. Science was gone, or nowhere to be seen, and James was sitting beside his bed. James was resting his forehead against his knuckles, as his hands were threaded together. He sighed, looking up. Sean closed his eyes again, thinking why James, of all people, would stay for him.

    Ugh, he felt empty. He had gotten his stomach pumped. Ew. He shrugged it off mentally, and opened his eyes again. This time, James was looking at him. He stared back at James. No words were said. He smiled at James, making James glare slightly.
"What the fuck, is wrong with you?" Sean's smile fell. "What?" He tilted his head. Pure confusion as his voice pitched a bit. James shook his head, sitting up quickly. "I said, what the fuck is wrong with you," he repeated. Oh no, and here came the lecture.

    "You don't know how much me and Science worry over you. History! LA is even worried!" He panted lightly, tired from crying. "We love you! love you!" He said, feeling tears run up again. Damn, he was never this emotional! "I hate seeing you do this to yourself! You just need to accept the fact that you're not going to die!"

    Sean felt some sort of anger boil up inside him. He didn't know why he felt this way. He just felt his stomach twist into something other than hunger, sickness, or from being nervous. "I want to die, James! I hate myself so fucking much! I can't help the way I feel. The voices don't fucking help either! They only tell me worse things! I'm sorry, I want to die okay!" He was sitting up against his pillows now.

    James growled. No, that was even a good comeback or excuse, whatever the fuck you call it. "Well, even if you were able to die! It's not like I wouldn't fucking let you! I love you too much to let that happened. I would never trust you alone, the only reason why you're allowed to live alone now, is because you're going to live forever! I would never forgive myself if you died!"

    Now, James could feel the tears falling out of his eyes. He wiped them away, not letting anymore pass by. They both thought for a moment before James spoke before Sean could even think of something. "But, I'm done chasing you. I'm tired trying to save you. This is, what, the fifteenth time now! I'm fucking done!" James yelled, turning and walking out of the room.



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    It's been about a week until the hospital incident. The only thing that has been on his was James. So, he loved him? At least that's what it sounded like. He hasn't seen James yet, nor History or LA. Only Science, and that was to get signed out of the hospital. He pulled out his phone. James never answered his calls now. He really was just done with him. He had meant it.

    He clicked on History's contact, letting it ring. "Hey! Sean! How's it going?" History didn't sound like normal. Sean could tell he was forcing his happiness. He sighed. "Have you heard from James? I know he's pissed off at me, but I really just want to apologize."
There was a small noise in the background of the other side. "U-Um, he's not taking any messages right now. He's already said that he doesn't want to talk to you. He thinks it's best to just separate. Out of sight, out of mind~! Haha." He tried to lift the mood, but there was nothing happy about this. "I'm sorry, Sean. Um, there's nothing else, I'm so sorry." Sean sighed. Tears rushed to his eyes. He sniffed and nodded. "Yeah, yeah. I understand." They said their goodbyes and hung up.

    Sean thought for a moment before really letting everything out. There was no point in trying to hold it together. Cries and sobs filled his house, just like other days. But today was more painful. James would never see or speak to him again. He could tell. This was too much for James to worry about. James was being smart to stay away. Sean was being such a moron, not realizing that others do love him. Over five minutes, he guessed is when he stopped crying. Even after, he was still too depressed to get words out. Too sniffly and wheezy. 

James was gone. 
They will never see each other again.
He missed his chance.
He missed his chance to be happy.


A/N:
Thanks to 
LyricallyWritten for her one shot. I thought of her's towards the end!

I cried and cried. I couldn't bare the pain. His blood on my hands. His bloody hands holding onto mine. Every beat in my heart was painful. Though I know it was easier to deal with than what he was going through. The sight before me tore me apart. I can’t even explain how much it hurt. The love of my life, is now losing his life. He turned his head and coughed up blood. The thick, crimson liquid stained the pure white snow. I could see his breath in the cold air. I choked back a sob. His eyes became glazed over. Empty.

 

I screamed. I yelled. I shouted. I spoke. I whispered.

 

He was gone and there was nothing I could do.

Pride

I AM PROUD

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        You know when you get that empty feeling in your stomach?

        That cold rush after crying?

        Those goosebumps that rise from your skin, and you know that it’s not just the winter temperature throughout?

        You know when your mind blanks when someone’s talking and it reminds you how broken you really are?

        You know when you’re in love with this specific person, and you know they only see you as a friend?

        You know when your family has no clue how you feel?

        You know when your family and friends have no clue how broken you are, and they push you around like you’re strong enough to keep it in?

        You know how you’re not suicidal, but you do want to die?

        You know how you’re praying for things to get better, and you’re wondering if they’re making their way to God.

        You know when you are so stressed, you can’t sleep peacefully anymore?

        You know how you’re not sure if your family cares enough to help you through your stress?

        You know how teachers and schools have no clue how much stress they are putting on you?


Yeah. I know. I know, because I deal with this every day of my life.

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