Still even after this goddess came into my life, my nights went sleepless. They weren’t boring anymore, because I got time to study her. Study the beauty of her hair. Her almost perfectly crafted face. Every feature and flaw... I studied them, and loved them.
What did I do to deserve this? Suicide? This is my reward for attempting suicide? The most beautiful girl who’s actually paid attention to me? It made no sense... but I wasn’t about to go fuck it up. I sat there waiting for her to get up in the morning, exactly at 8:15, like she always did and enjoy another day with her.
"4 more hours," I thought. "Only four more hours."
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Teen Fiction{Warning: Use of inappropriate language, context are present. Suicide is also a major re-accurance in this story.} Ever felt like ending it all? Not just with a simple 8-hour sleep but how about a quick and easy solution? Death. The never ending sle...
