F**kin’ Perfect

Around two months ago I was planning to take my life. To destroy every memory that was slowly eating me up. Everyday I felt useless. I told someone what I felt and they didn’t respond in an empathetic way. This person told me that I was stupid and it only made me think about it more. And one day I was ready to do it and I love music and I thought I would play music. That way the last thing I heard was music. And when I came back the last song ended and a new one began…
I though this song is nice and then the line “mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood…” that’s when I stoped to listen to the song. And while I sat there listening my brother knocked on the bathroom door and asked me if I was okay he said he thought he heard me crying… I didn’t realize he was there the whole time. And in between tears I told him I was fine. He said ” If you want to talk I’m always here, I know your crying. I don’t know why. But I know life isn’t treating you right and what she told you isn’t true. Just so you know I love you.” And the song ended. The timing was F***in’ perfect.