Dear Jenny,
Hey.
I just wanted to let you know, me trying to kill myself has nothing to do with you. I wish none of this was to happen. Maybe if I hadn't met you, I'd be dead already. Maybe, if we hadn't met, I never would have been able to be happy, and then let everything get torn away from me. Maybe if we hadn't of met, not many people would be hurt. Maybe if we hadn't of met, I wouldn't have such a deep hatred to cancer. Ha. Cancer sucks. Doesn't it?
I honestly have no idea what to say anymore. I've told you dozens of times how much I love you, how much I miss you, how much you meant to me. What else is there to say?
I could rant about how much I love you. Or how beautiful you are, or about life with you, or life without you. Maybe about the band. Maybe about the fans. How they are so different from what they used to be. Maybe about how much life sucks. How much cancer sucks? Or just everything in general. I don't know, anymore.
Off the topic of sad things, mainly half of my life, and talk about how me and the guys are going on tour starting in exactly one week. Next Thursday. Its around North America. Our first show is in LA. Then we'll go to Las Vegas, a few places in Cali, Seattle, Salt Lake City, Denver, Chicago, Detroit, St. Louis, Dallas, Houston, Indianapolis, Louisville, and there's a lot more, but I just can't remember half of them. haha.
YOU ARE READING
Jenny.
Fanfiction"How could you give someone so peaceful to the world, something so fucked up towards the world?" I ask 'god', thinking he could hear me. "She was one of the best things I had... And you took her away from me.. Just like that? What did I do? What di...
