To i woke up ready to sleep. Long and deep. Dream. Everlasting.

I had it worked out. Sleep meds from jacqueline. Aspirin from Cvs. A knife under the covers. A pack of cigarettes. And i was so happy. Release. A choice. A letter posted. Trey malone on the brain.

Say good bye to kate, priya. Tried to talk to victoria. Say i was sorry.

Why am i still here? I. Dont. Know.

What do i want in life? What do i do now?

Say i was sorry to everyone.

120 years old. 20 years old. Easy mistake.


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