Self-Destructive Personality

Ronnie's POV

I peered up at the mirror before me my own deep brown eyes staring back at me, cold water causing me to tense in attempt to wash away max's stray blood sharp jabs shooting threw my hand I looked down to see my knuckles had been split open obviously from the force I had used in the first punch connecting with max's eye which sent him to the ground...

I leaned over Grabbing a plush towel from the counter next to me coating it's cleanness in the red essence.

I pulled off my filthy draven t-shirt that was smeared in dirt an sweat discarding it to the floor my tight black jeans soon following...

Grasping the cold metal in my sore blistering hand I soon heard the water as it poured out of the shower head making sure it was hot, with the water burning against my fingertips I straitened up pulling my boxers down leaving them to the same fate as the rest of my clothes. I stepped into the shower in desperate need of feeling clean the soothing warm water sending me to a place of ecstasy until I felt it sting against my open wounds reminding me of max...

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I stayed in the shower letting the warm water over take me until it began to run cold, turning off the water I grabbed a towel, rapping it around my waist, heading for my bedroom which connected to the bathroom, I slipped threw the door and headed toward my dresser pulling on a pair of dark grey boxers leaving the damp plush towel to lay on the floor.

I grabbed for my notebook on my over cluttered desk sending loose papers to scatter to the floor, after searching for a pencil I went over to my bed sprawling out on my stomach I glanced over seeing the time was 6:38pm I groaned not wanting to be awake any longer. I flipped open the notebook in front of me where I wri...

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...ng as it sucked up the golden delight, I sunk the tip of the syringe into the cotton ball taking every last drop, I reached inside one of the opposite drawers grabbing out a studded belt placing it on my upper right arm pulling it tight I then took the syringe into my more dominant hand holding it securely as I sunk the needle into my flesh feeling a pleasuring sting as it punctured my vein.

I instantly felt it coursing threw my veins as my pulse quickened,I brushed everything back into my drawer not bothering with my bag it's not like I allow anyone into my room anyways.

On my way over to my bed I grabbed my iPod , then flopped down on my bed causing my notepad and pencil to drop to the floor, I lazily untangled my headphone that had been rapped around my iPod placing the buds into my ears and letting third eye blind's semi-charmed life pour out as I road my high.