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Death By Depression

Fuck Prada!

Brian's POV:
Man, Matt really fucked up this time. Jimmy. The strongest of the band is crying. I hug him, wishing Matt didn't exist right now.
*Time lapse 3 hours*
Jimmy's POV:
Brian's crazy. His spider Shelob is high, 'cuz we gave it some weed. We're like : "Shizelgizengar" And shit. Suddenly Bri takes his Schecter and starts playing this weird song called Marihuana Reggae by Slon In Sadez. I feel some weird stuff, but decide to shake it out. "You idiot! You don't love him, he has Michelle." The voice in my head yells at me. Am i in love with him? I am! I look up when Brian snaps his fingers infront of my eyes. "Yo dude wake up" He shakes me. I nod. "Listen, Bri. I love this guy, he's always there for me when i'm feeling down." I say. He nods. "Good for you, you need to move on from Matt." He says, smiling."It's you, Brian."

Notes

I don't really care no one reads this, i just wanted to share my fucked up love story.

Comments

Hey, we accepted your apology. Why are you STILL being rude?
CrazyLoveA7X CrazyLoveA7X
7/8/13
@ZimmyJimackyLovah
Then I hope you'll get enough feedback, because that'd be amazing! :)
@Miss_Vengeance_6661
Actually , i could continue writing it, but i need a bit more feedback, and i'll continue :)
Oh shit, this story started so good, it's amazing!!.. pity that you aren't gonna update it, really pity! :/
@Miss Jimmy Sullivan
Heh. It's not even sad yet.