"he lost himself holding onto someone who didn't care about losing him." in which a boy writes anonymous letters and throws them away as airplanes. » completed as of August 17, 2015 ((Wattys2015)) ((I wrote this in the hospital and I was under the influence of a lot of drugs and painkillers, so some of the scenes probably don't make a lot of sense. I thought about editing it but I'm lazy and it was kind of funny reading back through it after I was discharged.)) ((long story short, i wasn't thinking straight and I wasn't in the right condition to produce coherent writing.))

It was dark out. Rainy. But it wasn't odd. Not many people were at his funeral. No one cried. WARNINGS: suicide, may trigger some people, the last couple chapters choked me up, so yeah. Sadnesssss. DISCLAIMER: This book was made from the top of my head, entirely fictional, and I DO NOT OWN MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE. They are simply a band I enjoy, I am not gaining any type of money from this story, or any one else. Everyone in this story is fictional and are my characters that I have created. Any name or physical resemblance is a complete coincidence. Thank you.

Jay just wants peace and quiet, Ben needs a new friend. What could go wrong? ❀ ❀ ❀ I'll take a quiet life a handshake of carbon monoxide with no alarms and no surprises ❀ ❀ ❀