Agony

No Love.

My life flashed before my eyes as I landed upside down 40 feet below the dead end.

I remember when I was little,Ma used to make me smiley face pancakes.I would drown them in syrup and eat them up before Ma could even put the sausage and eggs on my plate.She would just laugh and give me more.

I remember when I was 10 and me and my mom went to Mexico to visit my Grandma and Grandpa.They took me to the Mexican festival they had downtown.Las chicas eran realmente hermosas.

I was 15 when I made my first killing.It was a guy named Greg Themerson.He was the first person I told about my sexuality.Soon after,he told everybody and I was bullied my Sophmore year.I wanted payback.So,I followed him home.When he was about to unlock his front door,I stabbed him and ran off.Something about that killing made me happy and joyful instead of nervous and upset.

I was 16 when I had my first heartbreak.It was a girl named Angela.She was my soulmate.After 9 months of us dating,I wanted to commit my heart and life to her.I went out a bought this expensive,huge ring.It was 3.5 carats and it cost me 5,000 dollars.I had to go back to drug dealing just to buy it.At the time,I thought it was worth it.The next day at school,I was walking to her locker with a dozen roses and the diamond ring.My mouth dropped when I got there.She was tonguing down the school's quarterback,Michael.I ran out after being humiliated by everybody in the hallway.I was angered.So I did the same thing.I climbed in her window at night,stabbed her in the chest,then climbed back out like nothing happened.

I was 18 when I was arrested for the first time.I was charged with assault and drinking underage for a bar fight I got into.I served about 2 years then paid bail to get out.

When I was 21,I gave love another chance and decided to get married.Her name was Bianca.She was Mexican like me.She had everything I needed.She made love to my mind instead my body.She stayed when I fucked up the most so I knew she had to be the one.5 months into our marriage,I found out she was having affair.2 weeks later,she died from Cyanide poisoning.I wonder who did that. 

When I was 22 ,I had my first true love.He was a guy name Demetrious.Fortunately,you guys already know that story and how it ended.

When I was 23,I got my first slave. Andrew Peasley.He was 20 years old at the time.He was 5'4 and weighed 110.

Now,I'm 24 years old,alone and at the bottom a deep cliff.I went through so much hurt through my life and I wanted people to feel my pain.I wanted them to be miserable.I wanted them to hurt as much as I did.But,you see where that got me.

I got out my car somehow and crawled out with my right hand.My left arm had an open fracture and my right leg was broken.

"HELP!' I screamed out.But why? Nobody was going to help a cold hearted bastard like me.I got up slowly.I don't know how, but I found a way out.I walked passed everybody and ignored everybody's suggestion for help.I walked straight into Grady Morgan Hospital.The woman behind the counter looked shocked and ran straight towards me.

I busted out in tears. "Help me please." then I passed out from blood loss.

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I woke up uncomfortable.I had a long tube down my throat and needles stuck everywhere.I looked around.Nobody was here.I was alone.Nobody came in,except the nurse that came in every now and then.

I was a cold hearted bastard that deserved to die.I put everybody through depression and sadness because of my selfish actions.I started crying again and reached out for my heart monitor.

Goodbye World.Hello Hell.

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Sooo I decided not to delete it.I mean,some of you guys still like it.

8+votes,7 +comments for me to continue.

To the right,is the cliff Jacob fell off of. >>>>

But yeahhhhhhhhh. 

~ObsessedWithProd. <3

~Denaee <3