I... tried to kill myself last night. I just kept looking at the newspaper photo of the guard's family, and I knew that it was my fault... that I had split up such a perfect family. Before I could think straight, I slashed open my wrists. I don't know how long it was until Fork found me like that, lying in my blood. It could have just been seconds, or perhaps minutes, I really didn't know.
I passed out and woke a few hours on the couch. Fork had bandaged my wrists and taken care of me. I have yet to talk to him. What does he think of me now...?
God, I've messed my life up so much...
[ooc] Angst... *pets it* ^^;; [/ooc]