bowtiescarf
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Disoriented
"What the hell is wrong with you!" The voice yelled at me, taking all the strength I guess he had to pull me up. i swear my shoulder was dislocated from hanging over a thousand feet above water. "Whats wrong with you?!" I yelled at the mysterious man. I pulled my arm away from his, rubbing my shoulder. "I was saving you! I can't just watch you commit suicide! Who does that?" His high voice got even higher and I could tell he was crying. "I'm just tired of everything. I want to die, I've lost everyone and I've lost everything and I just want my life to be over." "I promise you, you don't want it to end like that." He sat next to me, placing a hand on my knee. "You don't know whats ahead of you. You haven't even lived yet.""Who are you anyway?" I asked, trying to make out the features of the man in the dark. "I'm Kurt." "Blaine." I took his formal held out handshake and wanted to laugh. The formality was stupid, because of the circumstances.