sam) i had been crying again, depression hit like a bitch. i was on the roof of the school sitting on the edge just smoking. "i've gotten through 5 cigarettes already. gods f**k it" i growl at myself but then i hear the door to the roof open
I lay in the bathtub smoking my last cigarette. The gun lays beside me, waiting. I said goodbye to my best friend and hoped she wouldn't miss me too much. Someone be the guy?
