"She put that bottle to her head, and pulled the trigger."
So many things run through my head, and it's consuming me. It's all about Michael. The way he walks, the way he talks, the way he makes me smile. I seriously don't want this to end, ever. But why is it me pushing him away if I have so much love for the kid. Sometimes I just... I just wonder.
And I'll probably edit this later. O:
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