carrotfarts
"Go! Go on!" He screamed. He had never seemed so panicked in all of our years together. It was my last chance. Our last chance.. And I couldn't save him. It's been a few years now, and all I can think is how it's my fault. It was always my fault. I should have stayed. I should have saved him. Even if I couldn't have saved him, I could've died with him.. and not been subject to the hell that is living without him. I love him. I always will. I'm sorry babe, I miss you every day.
He waits his turn. He's so beyond ready for this. It's finally his turn. He makes his way to where he's headed. He stands in front of the vast crowd. As he clears his throat they applaud his presence. They're so happy to see him. All except one. One person who decided their life was worthless and decided to play God.
They took their sniper rifle, their one bullet, and their last breath as a free man and shot the one so ready to deliver his speech, but never got the chance to.
the end is neigh
the end is what i dream of and I
I just can't bring myself to think that anyone but I could survive past the end. The end is what excites me, yet also terrifies me. It's finished. The end. Happily ever after? No.
Just
The
End
politician
politicians may mean well, but they're all liars.
Some may not lie about some things, but they're all liars.
But now that I think about it, everyone's a liar.
Is everyone then a politician?
Preaching and promoting what they think is right?
Promting and promising what they want? what makes them money?
Everyone is a scumbag, lying, politician.
I promise.
A promise. The bond of a sacred promise. But not just any promise. Your promise. Your promise to me. The promise where you said you'd never leave. It's been rough now and again, but boy have you held up your end of the promise. I love you and I promise I always will.
Do you promise?
Promise me you do.
Promise to never ever break your promises.
Promises make the world go 'round.
i just wrote about must. but i must do it again.
i'll muster she said as she blew through the doorway.
headed off to school she murmurs under her breath the whole time
'why must i do this every day
it gets a little old'
do what she must, she'll do whatever it takes.
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