It seems like she can’t do anything right today. She wonders what she’s good at. She stares at the painting tools that are not used for years. She likes painting but she’s not good at it. So what is Luna good at? Luna is good at being sad.
Luna wants to go somewhere after eating lunch. Somewhere to distract her mind from any bad thoughts that she’s been struggling lately. Luna wants to die. If she drives a car, she wants to crash that car. If she walks near the bridge, she wants to jump from that bridge. If she holds a knife, she wants to cut herself till bleed with that knife. Luna is dark. She knows she needs help but if she seeks help, she won’t die. Luna doesn’t want that. Because Luna wants to die.