Pouring Rain  a.i

Pouring Rain a.i

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Aug 15, 2014
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"Get down, please I'm begging you." Ashton pleaded with tears rolling down his cheeks. "I'm sorry Ashton but you caused this. Every miserable part of it. Your to busy trying to sleep with ever girl in a 50 foot radius to see that I fucking love you. Yeah as in I want to be with you for the rest of your life. But you went and messed it up. Now I'm standing here crying and asking myself why should I do this? so many people love me and want me to live, but then I realized that I don't want to live if the one guy that I want to love me doesn't and can't because he's too busy either fucking sluts or doing drugs. And if I don't have you I have nothing. And with nothing left I have nothing to lose. So with everything I wanted to say off my chest" I took in a breath, "I Love you Ashton but I have to go now." I let one more tear slip from my cheek and I smiled for the first and last time not breaking eye contact with him until I turned to see everything below me. And jumped.
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I had always thought highly of myself. I always made good grades, always the good child. Mom let me stay out past 3 because she knew that I was making "good choices". Well they used to be "good choices" till I was in my senior year of College. When you see 'Mean Girls', it is nothing compared to what I go through. I did things. Things that my mother wouldn't think would be "good choices". I then met the lovable Ashton Irwin. I looked down at his wrists... cutting scars. I looked at my wrists... fresh cuts. I looked up at his concerned face. "I guess I need to be your broken bandage." "YOU JUST HAVE TO PUSH EVERYONE AWAY FROM YOU, PRIMROSE! INCLUDING ME! IF you just were going to let dangle by a string then cut me off... you could've let me hold the scissors." I sniffed into the camera, "Goodbye world. It was nice knowing ya." I turned off the camera and looked at the pills in my hands. Goodbye Ashton. I never wanted to push you away.

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