A/N My other book, Def. reached 1.11K OMG!!!!!!!!! I'm so happy!
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Therapy.
They say I need fucking therapy.
Maybe I do, maybe I don't.
I don't really know at this point, if I'm being honest.
It might help.
Maybe I should get help.
Or maybe I should just rot away in my own guilt, instead of having a person to tell me it wasn't my fault.
Because it was my fault.
He didn't need to die.
He didn't have to die.
And he probably didn't want to die either.
So if one more person says it happened for a reason or it was just life's process, I'm gonna fucking shoot myself.
And I'm not even kidding.
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No Talking, Nor Speaking
Short Story"I wish I could talk to you, but it doesn't look like I can anymore." 5/5/15 #10 in short stories
