It was a rainy day.
It was 5:59am,
Although there was something about it being this early in the morning.
Pete was up..
That wasn't it though.
It was the fact that in less than one minute it would seem like a normal and expected time to get up but anywhere before that was abnormal.
He didn't know anymore. It wasn't thoughts.
Awful flashbacks.
His brain worked to match everyone up from both parties.
A boy with red hair.
Was that him?
Pete...
Who am I anymore?
Leaving.
Can't stay in this dead town.
Population: dead
Everyone here has no future.
Everyone here is gonna die.
They are going to grow up, have their own family and die.
And everyone is going to know everyone.
Everyone knows everyone.
I try to keep myself out of that.
I don't wanna know anyone.
I wanted to know you.
What happened?
To that sweet innocent boy with the stars and a drunken laugh?
You're were so amazing.
I tried to picture what it would be like to be "with you."
Hang out with you.
Be apart of your friend group.
Be those cool people.
I don't know
Anymore.
You all are alcoholics who are never getting help.
"People are leaves, they can't stay forever."- does it even matter.
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To people who leave: {petekey} (editing)
Fanfiction"People are like leaves, they can't stay forever." Pete Wentz knows this. Someone tells him this everyday. Everyday Pete gets a letter from someone he supposedly doesn't know, or at least that's what they say. He knows basically everything about th...
