Monday 6 April 2015

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This is it, then. I'm dead. It's hard, writing this. I honestly doubt any of you will care. Thanks for the memories. Not really. I'm surprised I haven't decided to do this sooner. The gun is cold. I carved my name into the bullet about a year ago, just in case. Well, it's time. Goodbye.

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  1. Well whooptie shit! Fine. Go fuck yourself
    You never were able to stand on your fucking own. Not even in your own fucking head!

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    1. .....

      Fell that's a little harsh wasn't it? She was young to have to have dealt with all of this.

      If it's what you feel you must do then farewell princess, I'll remember you as the girl who saved me not....the girl you ended up as.

      Now if you'll excuse me I have some mourning to do. Because I just lost another friend.

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    2. I'm really getting sick of your bullshit.

      Even if you could. What would be the point if she wanted to die in the first place?

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    3. Nobody truly wishes to die. Had you responded sooner, had someone attempted to stop her, do you really think she might have gone through with it? How long do you think she waited for her friends to tell her not to go through with it before finally succumbing to the darkness?

      You accuse me of spouting bullshit, yet you claim to have been her friend.

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    4. I do not claim to have been. I know I was her friend.

      But I don't think you understand. If she couldn't stand on her own then bringing her back does no good. It's harsh but it's true.

      I didn't have a way of reliably contacting or reaching her. Nor do I constantly have time to check the blogs. Nothing has changed. If brought back she would eventually do this again.

      Whatever you're planning...it'll hurt more people than it will heal.

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    5. Just give me the permission I need to bring her back. Please.

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    6. Why do you need my permission? That's what's really leaving me curious.

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    7. I did not know her in life. I don't have the right to bring her back, she meant nothing to me. So I need the permission of one who knew her. Consider it as you giving me the key to open the door.

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