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Confessions of A Dead Girl

Confessions of A Dead Girl

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Tyler's life is plain and simple. He goes to college, works, hangout with his friends and tries to continue to push on in life, despite it not being all that great for him. But one phone call suddenly changes all of that. When he learned that his ex-girlfriend Lilah Braithwaite, committed suicide. His plain world, is suddenly shook. He doesn't understand why she did that. He's confused as to why such a happy, carefree looking young woman, would do such a thing. Lilah was his great ONE, and to learn that she was so unhappy, to the point where she could no longer go on with her life, is something hard to swallow. "Grief is love with no place to go."
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"You were worried about me, Specs?" He smirked. "No, Tyler. I hoped that someone cut up your corpse and fed it to paranas. Obviously I was, you idiot! I'm a doctor. Worrying about people is kind of programmed into my system. It's a curse if you ask me," I surprised myself a lot more than I thought was possible with my answer. And what did he do? Laugh! He fucking laughed! Not full on rolling- on- the- floor laughter but a laugh nonetheless. "This isn't funny, Tyler." "It kind of is. Almost a month ago, I would've sworn that you hated me. Be careful, Specs," he squinted down at me, "or you might actually sound as if you like me." I rolled my eyes. "Don't flatter yourself. I was concerned. Don't confuse that with affection. It's two very, very different things." *** When you think that all is not lost in the world. That not all men are pricks and that not all sushi is bad. When you think that there is a light, no matter how dim, at the end of the tunnel. When you think that life isn't the ruthless bitch you've always thought it was... It turns around and bites you in the ass. When you think that the past will always and forever remain where it should be... It comes at you from every direction. Like a violent tsunami destroying everything...and everyone in it's path. Can you change what happened? I wish. Can you stop what's going to happen? God! I really hope so.

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