[ CW ] Write yourself into a corner .

Want to know what the saddest part of all of this was? I think that this all started because of a C. Sure the depression lead to the grades, but they were the part that had made me stand on this balcony. The numbers were the reason that I was counting how many windows I'd pass on the way down. When I'd opened that page, I'd managed to see my future go out the window, and so I'd walked out the sliding glass door. 
 
 I took one last look back inside. My girlfriend was sleeping on the couch because I'd stopped being able to sleep in the bed. A host of crumpled energy drink cans were scattered around her, and a pack of cigarettes was halfway done. She did n't smoke, and neither had I until the past few weeks. 
 
 I did n't stop watching her as I backed over the railing and started to plummet.
