You never know when you gunnago, or where, or why. To be honest I''d never even considered it before; not seriously that is. It may be a little late but now I wish I had. I have so many regrets. I wish I''d said ''i love you'' to my parents when I left the house or even hugged them. I wish I''d actually asked Carmen out instead being such a pussy. Even more so,I wish I''d said something to Michael...I wish...


    I wish...


    I wish...


    I wish it wasn''tso cold.This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    Or dark. Or lonely.


    Is this how he felt? strugglinging alone in the suffocatingdarkness. Feeling it cling and slowly drag you down. The pain of being unable to breathe, slowly sinking down deeper into the debilitatingnothingness.


    Goddammit! Whatthe fuck happened to you Michael, weren''twe friends once? Why the fuckdidn''tyou say anything? And you shot me!?! You fucking SHOT me!


    Fuck...


    i don''t think


    i dontthink i can make it...


    im tired...


    thinking is tiring


    even hate feels...


    it tiring


    if there''s a god,


    i hope


    ihopei''ll to see you soon


    goodbye...


    mom


    dad


    maryann


    ill see you later