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My Angel [#Wattys2016]
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Sometimes, I hate my life. Wouldn't it be better for everyone if I just got the courage to slit my wrists, put the gun of a barrel in my mouth and pull the trigger, or fasten a noose around my neck?
These were my thoughts before half of the people in my life were murdered and before I met the best person in my entire life.
Now I fight monsters with a group of people who basically kidnapped me off of the street.
I get to stare into the most beautiful and majestic eyes as I fall asleep. I get to kiss angelic lips... literally.
This is me, Melody Pond, as I live through hardships, sex, and most importantly, living with an angel. My angel.
(Supernatural fan-fic)
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