I want to see what heaven looks like.
I want to know the serene embrace of death.
The sweet kiss of endless sleep.
All it would take is a rope and a stool.
A bottle of pills.
A single shot fired through my head.
What does heaven look like?
Only the Lord knows.
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Make You Love Me
FanfictionDan loves Phil but he believes it is unrequited. Short chapters. Will update often TRIGGER WARNING: suicide, depression, cutting, death, anorexia
