cronch

Date: 8/6/2019

ashton and i were exploring an abandoned church with what i guess was a school trip and his dad. underneath were basically catacombs, but when you got far enough down, it was a huge multistory gym, but without any machines to exercise with. we were exploring the area and stories and ashton got stopped by his dad, who took a flask from him, but i had something in my pocket that he had given me. later, we settled down on the higher levels of the gym. i was trying to figure out how to bring up what was in my pocket, bc for some reason, ashton didn’t know that i had it or that i knew what it was. finally i tried to take it out of my pocket, but the lid fell off, and the chew spilled out everywhere. ashton started yelling, because it was rare or expensive or something, and i panicked, and i told him it was disgusting anyway. he gathered up some of the chew and stuffed it into his lip and i burst into tears, told him that i hated him (bitch what??), and ran away. expect for some reason, i must have put it into my own lip as well, and it was extremely dry, so i was struggling to spit it out. i was completley distraught, and i just wanted a way to release the energy, so i eventually took one of those flimsy orange pumpkin carving knives and stabbed it into my arm a few times lmao. eventually i realized we needed to talk calmly, but i couldnt find him. i finally overheard him from somewhere, and he was talking to a group of girls. he said when i had left, he tried to choke himself (???), and then he had written on some script or something we had together “what are we doing”, as in the classic breakup line. i freaked out, went to where we had last seen each other, and started screaming his name. he texted me to stop and that he was coming. my arm was bleeding from the stab wounds and i knew there was no way out of this breakup - i woke up crying lol