sincerely, george, only his. [COMPLETED]

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It was our own world. we were together, weather it was venturing into the forest and chasing eachother, or sitting at a dandelion lake staring at the stars together. we always did it together. its been a week since the funeral and i couldnt bare looking at myself in the mirror. what if i answered? what if i couldve saved him? i cant fix this now. its my fault, its my fault he's dead, its my fault i was at a stupid party and not there with him in the hospital.

Maybe he wouldnt of died if i answered him, but instead i was sitting in the corner of s giant room with a bottle in my hand. it made me sick, the thoughts made me want to kill myself. thats what im planning to do, thats what i was planning all along, weather it was drowning myself at the dandelion lake me and him made wishes at or jumping out of the window of his room, anything tht involves him. its the only way i can die in peace, thinking of him, being in a place that fully reminds me of our memories.

darryl will hate me
nick probably already hates me
whats the point in living if everyone's going to hate me in the end?
the truth is
there is no point in living like that.

-sincerely, george, only his