I don’t know what to call this… It’s not really a story, it just came into my head, enjoy…

My life was filled with a lot of things. Hate, anger, fear, but never defeat, I never lost. So why is it that as soon as she walks into my life I lose? What is it about women? I mean some of ‘em are great, am I right? But some of ‘em, some of ‘em suck. But she was great, so why, why when I get somethin’ goin’, I lose. I was winnin’, winnin’ I tell ya, them some idiot shoots her. What the fuck for? A purse with five dollars in it? Bullshit.
But then it all boils down to one thing: I lost.
So that’s why I’m sittin’ in my room with a gun to my head.
I guess this is goodbye…


Powerful, but it has that shortness problem that Shortcut to Suicide also had. You could always add some more angry dialogues, to help give us the entire picture. :slight_smile:

maybe if you described what fully happened to her, like what he remembers. (the scene, the area, the people, ect.)

It’s good otherwise. :slight_smile: