/lit/ - Literature

>>20600024
Mine was pretty rough, I suppose the both of us have a overactive death drive. Rarely were we together intimately doing things that weren't self destructive (mostly drinking, cutting, various impulsive decision in the hollow woods of the Pacific Northwest). I think I probably deliberately started to ignore her do to a extreme hedgehog's dilemma situation, didn't want to see the woman I loved die infront of me. Ironically she comforted me down from an attempt or two. She was doing fine after her suicide attempt turned into Jungian Christ dream, but after her weird abusive roommate "boyfriend" she's pretty much gone. I just found one of her blades on my floor from when she was over that night, I doubt she'll make it past 20 at this point.