Categories > Celebrities > Guns n' Roses > I'm Not Okay
"I'm sorry."
Axl was sat on a hospital bed, knees drawn up to his chest, arms wrapped around them. He looked like a little boy and Slash repressed the need to hug him.
"I can't do this."
White bandages wrapped round his thin wrists contrasted starkly with his tanned skin. Tears fell from his eyes, running down his face, rivulets of fear and despair.
"I'm so fucking scared."
He flinched whenever someone touched him. His social awkwardness mixing with terror and confusion.
"I can't deal with this."
Axl was sat on a hospital bed, knees drawn up to his chest, arms wrapped around them. He looked like a little boy and Slash repressed the need to hug him.
"I can't do this."
White bandages wrapped round his thin wrists contrasted starkly with his tanned skin. Tears fell from his eyes, running down his face, rivulets of fear and despair.
"I'm so fucking scared."
He flinched whenever someone touched him. His social awkwardness mixing with terror and confusion.
"I can't deal with this."
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