. . . . . . . . . . . . matthew's best friend hung himself today. now that i think about it you were the perfect candidate, outgoing, happy, everything i never was or am going to be. oh god, how i looked up to you. how i was glad just to be your friend. i mean, you were just a boy why did you have to end? and if i didnt have you around in my times of need when girls came, and left you were there, and you would talk to me and in class today, it was funny, i mean, no one even knew! we thought you were just late, haha, going on one of your adventures to see how far you can get before the bell rings God dammit, it hurts, to think that you would hang yourself over a fucking femme. you wanted to be a cop, with Joel. there's a section on death, why didn't you stick around? i was going to ask you something, but now i have to cup my hands together and cry out to god please let this be a lie, why is it always my hero that has to die? in the movies that good guys die for a reason, god dammit, i hope you had a reason. i called her, a deadly silence on the other line, covered with her shortened breathing and muffled cries. you had alot of questions. i had alot of questions but he won't answer them anymore. my dear, sweet Timmy has gone to sleep. BUT I'M UP LATE VOMITING BECAUSE I CAN'T STOP THINKING HOW BAD IT MUST'VE HURT, HOW THE PRESSURE BUILT UP IN YOUR EYELIDS UNTIL YOUR BRIGHT RED TEARS PEAKED FROM BENEATH. HOW I CAN'T BELIEVE. and when andrew told me, i just yelled at him to shut the fuck up. you wouldn't do that you wouldn't do that oh god, i hope you didn't do that. i'm sorry....
. . . . . . . . . . . . matthew's best friend hung himself today. now that i think about it you were the perfect candidate, outgoing, happy, everything i never was or am going to be. oh god, how i looked up to you. how i was glad just to be your friend. i mean, you were just a boy why did you have to end? and if i didnt have you around in my times of need when girls came, and left you were there, and you would talk to me and in class today, it was funny, i mean, no one even knew! we thought you were just late, haha, going on one of your adventures to see how far you can get before the bell rings God dammit, it hurts, to think that you would hang yourself over a fucking femme. you wanted to be a cop, with Joel. there's a section on death, why didn't you stick around? i was going to ask you something, but now i have to cup my hands together and cry out to god please let this be a lie, why is it always my hero that has to die? in the movies that good guys die for a reason, god dammit, i hope you had a reason. i called her, a deadly silence on the other line, covered with her shortened breathing and muffled cries. you had alot of questions. i had alot of questions but he won't answer them anymore. my dear, sweet Timmy has gone to sleep. BUT I'M UP LATE VOMITING BECAUSE I CAN'T STOP THINKING HOW BAD IT MUST'VE HURT, HOW THE PRESSURE BUILT UP IN YOUR EYELIDS UNTIL YOUR BRIGHT RED TEARS PEAKED FROM BENEATH. HOW I CAN'T BELIEVE. and when andrew told me, i just yelled at him to shut the fuck up. you wouldn't do that you wouldn't do that oh god, i hope you didn't do that. i'm sorry....
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