Yeah, I haven't written in a while 'cause I didn't give a s**t.
It's just, this time, it's a day to remember.
Yeah, I went to other concerts, had other fun days since I last put stuff in here. Whatever.
Paige is dead. Bryce loves her. Loved? No, loves.
She was killed by a drunk driver two or three days ago.
They never met each other IRL. They met over the internet. She came to visit him but his parents wouldn't let him see her. They didn't trust her.
And now she is dead.
RIP -- Paige
Bryce, I think he'll get through it. He's such a good kid. So young, too young to have lost the love of his life..
Manda says (9:38 PM):
oh bryce...
bryce says (9:38 PM):
?
Manda says (9:38 PM):
-Tackles-
bryce says (9:39 PM):
?
Manda says (9:39 PM):
???
bryce says (9:39 PM):
Shes gone
Manda says (9:39 PM):
....I know...
bryce says (9:39 PM):
how?
Manda says (9:39 PM):
Kyle.
Manda says (9:39 PM):
April told him, and he told me, yesterday.
Manda says (9:39 PM):
I was so worried about you
Manda says (9:39 PM):
I still am
bryce says (9:41 PM):
Idk what to do
Manda says (9:41 PM):
Nothing you can do..
bryce says (9:42 PM):
the worst part about it all
bryce says (9:42 PM):
...she didnt know how I still felt about her
Manda says (9:42 PM):
= She probably knows now.
bryce says (9:43 PM):
no,her friend sent me the last page of her journal.
Manda says (9:43 PM):
*Sighs..* I see..
Manda says (9:43 PM):
I'm so sorry Bryce...
bryce says (9:44 PM):
ty for being here...i think i'm going to leave
Manda says (9:44 PM):
.... -Hugs..-
Manda says (9:44 PM):
Always come back, okay?
bryce says (9:44 PM):
okay
Manda says (9:44 PM):
thanks..
bryce says (9:44 PM):
c u around
Manda says (9:44 PM):
.. See you..
Any of you wonder why I don't believe in a god?
If there was a god, this kind of thing wouldn't happen.
I don't drink, so I don't cause this kind of thing to happen.
It should never, ever happen.
View User's Journal
|
||||||||||||||||
|
Finding oneself in such murderous shame
Playing roulette with a flower.
Misled devotion
Into seclusion.
Playing roulette with a flower.
Misled devotion
Into seclusion.