it's not.. SHES NOT SUICIDAL THOUGH!! She has a disorder I made called Chrendomenia, which causes her to do extremely weird things at random times, and then she has no memory of it.

I know I have a very weird imagination

Erin: *keeps scribbling*

Erin: *she nods* Yep..

Erin: *she stares at Scar* Im listening.

Erin: I don't really know..

Erin: *she starts drawing her friends and then scribbles out their eyes

Erin: *she starts crossing them out, one by one* (This isnt even the worst of what Chrendomenia can do to you.. (The fake disorder))

Erin: *she snaps out of it and stares at what she drew* I did it again...

Erin: *she cries a bit* I wish there was a way to cure this... This is literal torture...

Erin: *she shakes and hugs her back* It's fine... Its my pain... I should be able to deal with it but i can't... *she stares at the drawing of her dead friends*

Erin: *she winced as her arm throbs*

Erin: I know... I must have hurt myself during my Chrendomenia attack..

Erin: *she drinks it*

Erin: *she nods*

Erin: *she takes off one of her socks and wipes up the blood with it*

Erin: I don't care, it washes.

(Yes of course)

Erin: *she takes it off and keeps scribbling* (She has a disorder I made that causes her to do really weird things she normally wouldn't do, she's not being a brat, she can't control it)

Erin: *she snaps out of it* W-what? Why is there blood on the floor??