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…
~Marcus~