Funny... isnt it

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I wake up still crying but with more energy now. Tyler's not here. I get up and head to the bathroom to fix my hair and since he's not there, either call the police or leave as fast as I can.

I open the door. My heart stops.

We met not to long ago, at a train station. This boy with the lovely voice and amazing talent for an instrument tripped over my foot. He was sweet and kind and meant the world to me.

We had some amazing and traumatic times together.

Funny how we ended up here.

I head over to him On the ground. He looks almost peaceful now.

I grab the bottle of pills and razor blade from beside him.

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