Whattheshelly

The dead best friend- My reason to living

I can\'t be known be the dead best friend
I could never leave her 
as much as i hate myself i know that nothing can compare to the pain than seeing her crying as i am slowly sitting here dying in my own agony where i can barley fucking breathe
but she\'s happy and thats all that matters right?
I know that she is in the corner  as my shining light
but i can\'t escape the darkess within
i can\'t be HER dead best friend