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!SSop9P/INc!!tC7/DOO+9z9 11/04/11(Fri)08:49 No. 56770649 >>56770599 I think I found it http://archive.foolz.us/a/thread/54582959#p54586824 >To quickly sum up my AS, lost my house because mortgage and fuckall inheritence anyway. >Went to live with my aunt/cousin briefly. >Staying with cousin and aunt for the time being.
>Cousin helps gets me a job, and I use what's left of my inheritence
to move my shit to a new apartment (they leaving the state for aunts
work) and buy myself a car. >Continue school and work. Then later, university and work. >Time leap to the near-present >Hear from one of sisters old friends who sort of keeps in touch
>Hear that she was working for some marketing/news company in London
last they spoke, and she has a boyfriend and apparently seemed happy. >Didn't ask about me at all.
>All my memories flood into my head, the good then the bad. I go to
pop a pill to induce apathy, out of meds, check my junk stash, nothing. >Decide fuck it, I'm done. >Obtain cyanide from jewelry store using shenanigans, add water and drink. Start to pass out and slam into glass cabinet.
>As I'm dying (or so I thought) on the floor and bleeding from my
arms, shoulders and back, looking at the blood all over me I wonder to
myself. >Why isn't she here? She said everything would be fine as
long as she had me.. you still have me -----, but did I ever have you? >It goes black.
>Wake up in hospital because of some neighbour worried about the
huge smash from cabinet in my place, thought someone broke in >she called police, found by police and somehow saved.
>Be in hospital, nobody sitting near me wondering how I'm doing. No
phone or internet to distract me for the few days I'm kept. >You will never feel the same amount of disappointment and sadness or feel as utterly destroyed as I did at that moment. >That's why real wincest sucks /a/, it doesn't really work out like it should.