brook
why try when i'm going to die
i'm not ready to become a mom
neither is sam
damn
if i wasn't scared
i wouldn't have talked to the mysteryous starnger
i think she's my gaurdian angel
" listen girl i not a fuckin angel so get that straight" she said
i knew it wasn't up for debate
"then what are you" i asked
" a fallen angel and that's what you'll become if you kill yourself" she said
so she was... dead
i think i'm loseing my head
oh how i wish i was dead
i miss sam
i miss holding hands
i miss my bed
but i still want to be dead
hell has to be better than this
" really" she asked
"i guess" i replyed
she should try my life and see if she wants to live
