Bn: But I think that was an excuse to get out of helping me-

Bn: but I think i made him feel uncomfortable or like scared or smth.

Bn: No, he doesn't like me in general. I didn't say he hated me, which he probably does but still.

Bn: mh. *They got up* I don't think Rock likes me in general.

Bn: Idk.

Bn: I know.

Bn: ... *They covered their bleeding ass arm* He'll never fucking like me.

Bn: ... I'm a human. Rocks a robot. Tf.

Bn: I don't think he will. I'm fucking ugly. Why would he like me.

Bn: He doesn't like me back.

Bn: no.

Bn: u can't fuckin make me.

Bn: Nothing. *They lied*

Bn: *they pulled out scissors, stabbing their arm with the scissors, blood fuckin everywhere*

Bn: No. *They continued to slit their wrists*

Bn: .. *They pulled out a knife, slitting their wrists* This is fun.

Bn: U can leave if u don't know what to do if u want.

Bn: *They layed down on the ground* mh.

Bn: I don't wanna tell you man.

Bn: idk.