<JIMIN POV>
I swirled the alcohol in the cup, and watched it go around the sides of the clear class.
What has my life come to?
I chuckle a little bit before answering my question.
Hell.. That's what it's come to.
I pour the rest of the alcohol in my mouth and close my eyes as I swallow and feel the addictive burning sensation go down my throat.
I'm not drunk enough.
I was going to get another glass of alcohol, when the door opened to reveal 6 happy boys.
"Hey Jimin!" They all said in unison.
I rolled my eyes and went to my room and locked the door.
I wonder what it's like to be happy.
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coma | pjm
Short Story[COMPLETED] -so I take another drink of alcohol, cut myself over and over until I pass out, and scream at the top of my lungs for help, but i know that no one cares... and they never will - R A N K S: 180702 - #21 in endless 180930 - #136 in coma
