Me and Elisa
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This is not the tale of two friends becoming lovers but the tale of one friend losing the other. Losing the other and living with it. Living every day with the death of their friend.
This is a story about overcoming death.
Highest ranks:
#7 in thoughtful
#127 in suicidal
#39 in inspiring
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What could possibly save a princess from death? The kiss of their very own Prince Charming. Unfortunately, this ain't it. This is real life. Nothing can ever save me from death. My self inflicted death.Concluída
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Cover by siimplyisaac Words. Everyone takes them for granted, using them non-stop, screaming them, laughing them, blurting them. But what about when they're dying? Are they strong enough to scream out their last words? To laugh out their final sentence? To blurt out the last thing people will remember of them? Your dying words mean everything. It's what people remember you saying last and it shouldn't be something stupid which if you get used to saying stupid things, I believe you won't have any control of what you say when you die. So words are valuable, and I, James Hunter, won't waste them. Of course I'll speak when it's important but I don't think I'll speak for anything other than that. But I'm dying and I don't want to be, but the choice isn't mine to make. My body- my heart has made up its mind, I'm going to die, I just have to accepting it. And if I'm going to die, I want to be remembered, I want them to visible see my face, feel my touch and hear my voice from my final hours of living. I want my family to know everything I've been holding in and I want my friends to remember me as strong. So what I'm going to die? Everyone does at one point. I'll just die sooner than expected and medication won't do anything to stop it, only postpone it and I don't want it postponed, when I'm ready... I'm ready and I want my heart to be on the same page as I am.Concluída
Me Without You
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