The word I couldn't say

He made so many mistakes but every time I looked into those big brown eyes I forgave him all over again.


6. Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

The dead weight of

you legs from the

sleeping pills, the 

dizziness from the

alcohol, the soft

throbbing of your 

puls as blood is

pumped out of your wrist. 


That's it.


That's what we've 

been waiting for

that's the quiet comfort.


The beauty of dying. 


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