So basically, a long time ago, I wrote a speech for a character in Far Too Late when the main character (Seth's boyfriend), Teddy Travers is murdered for being gay. I've decided to discontinue writing completely, but my friend said this made her cry so as to not waste my time, here it is with some songs you should listen to. It's quite long but I hope you enjoy it or whatever.
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Brother - falling in reverse
Getaway - mallory knox
I'm not okay (i promise) - my chemical romance
The ghost of you - my chemical romance
Amnesia - 5 seconds of summer me
Sherlocks best man speech
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I didn't come here knowing what I would say, Teddy Travers, so if you can hear, listen to me. Even if I don't make much sense...Okay? Okay... So erm... Where to start? I...I don't want to be cliché but i guess death happens to us all, so that's probably impossible but here goes. I love you, Teddy. I know it's my fault. I know it is. I...I won't forget that, and I won't forget you. I promise. I have so much to say, but all I can think is how you're gone, and I will never be able to feel your lips on mine. And that is the worst feeling that I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. Not even the people who put you here. If you can even call them people. I wouldn't kill them for you, because you would hate that and these people have learned from their disgusting mistake. But also I think I understand them, which sounds crazy I know but I was told once that the world is ruled by fear. Fear makes people cruel. Cruelty breeds hatred. Hatred spawns anger. Misery descends of it all. I only understand it now, they feared who you are-were, and now I am miserable. At least they understand now, like I understand the saying. I just wish you could be here to see it, maybe... maybe you can. I... I suppose every cloud has a silver lining, except there is probably a much more meaningful way to say that but, as you know, I didn't come here knowing what I'd say. I've... been doing research since you died and Wikipedia says 'Death is the termination of all biological functions that sustain a living organism'. No death should ever be simplified to just that, or a cloud, especially yours, Teddy Bear, but death... is more like an earthquake, maybe, or falling from high up and smacking into the ground really, really hard, that it punches all of the air out of you, making it nearly impossible to breathe, sleep, wake up, to eat and to drink or to care about things like homework or whether there is anything worth our precious time on TV. Death is foggy, too, but also prickly, so maybe instead of a cloud, a fog made of sharp things. Needles. Every death fog has a lot of silver needles. And the fog, not meaning to copy John Green here, but the fog comes how you fall in love, slowly then all at once. When I woke up that morning to the life changing phone call, at first I was in denial. No. Not my Teddy Bear. Not mine. I refused to believe it, but then it kinda hit me like a bus, and that bus broke my heart, into tiny millions pieces, some of which I have lost forever so my heart will never quite go back to the way it was. The shattering of my heart made me realise that I will never be able to hold you, touch you, kiss you, talk to you ever again and I cried. I cried. I cried harder than I ever have, you broke me Teddy and I know you would hate it, but you have. You have touched the hearts of everyone here, even when they hated you so much they killed you, you dying has made them sad. You did it Teddy, just not the way either of us like. You died to change the opinions people. Your sacrifice won't be forgotten... You know, a tiny part of me hopes this is you playing a prank on everyone so they change they're opinions on gay people, the rest of me tells me that part is hoping you are pranking us all to make them change their minds about gay people but the rest of me knows if I believe it, it will make things so much harder, but if you are, please. Please. Please come back right now and tell me everything is going to be okay. Because as long as you are sleeping in this wooden case, nothing will ever be okay again. I love you so very much Teddy Travers, for all that you are and aren't. I already miss you. I still called your Skype last night. In hope that you where still alive and would answer, and I could tell you all that has happened since you died. Then the bus hit me again, I should of come and got you sooner. I should of rescued you. But I didn't. I said we had all the time in the world. I guess we can be far too late. I want you to know that
I'm sorry, and right now, that's all I'll ever be... I could of done so much, but I did so little. Because of that, I will always owe you my life. I guess I just want you to know that I would move mountains, to spend another day with you Teddy Travers. Thank you for the time we have had. I will miss you Teddy.... My Teddy Bear forever, okay?
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That's all from me, see ya around the internet.
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