pain tears instinctively through your body from the cold barrel of a gun pressed against your temple. clenched in the hands of someone you once loved is the instrument of your destruction.. the irony life offers us is too much to just pass up sometimes.
when the trigger's pulled and the bullet rockets out of the chamber, noisily shattering those wasted years of your life into a million splinters of bone, pale gray brain matter and a truly tarantino worthy blood fest.. was it worth it, do you think? no way of asking now.. so sure. why the hell not?
i don't care what they tell you kids on tv and in your movies.. but no matter how much you think you love somebody, you’ll still end up stepping back when the pool of their blood edges up too close.
in the end it's a lot better than they deserve.
tonight death smiles and love laughs last.
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