Diehards and Journal Updates
Diehards and Journal Updates
November 23rd, 2007
So hungry but so not enough will power to eat. Chocolate Truffles, that was Drew's favorite. Two days. His viewing is in two days. I'm still beating myself up. It's all my fault. I yelled at him and falsely accused him. We got into a fight and he stormed off. That was the night he went missing. He was only missing for a week. My last words to him were screamed and filled with rage. I don’t deserve to live. I don't even want to. I have no point. God damn it, mother! Would you stop fucking knocking on the door! I wish I could tell her to go away but my voice disappeared days ago. I think I'm gonna do it. But first I have to write a note. I'll do that when I'm done here. I love him. And I miss him so bad it hurts more physically then mentally. My baby. My love. My life. My suicide.
-Heaven help us, Evan
So hungry but so not enough will power to eat. Chocolate Truffles, that was Drew's favorite. Two days. His viewing is in two days. I'm still beating myself up. It's all my fault. I yelled at him and falsely accused him. We got into a fight and he stormed off. That was the night he went missing. He was only missing for a week. My last words to him were screamed and filled with rage. I don’t deserve to live. I don't even want to. I have no point. God damn it, mother! Would you stop fucking knocking on the door! I wish I could tell her to go away but my voice disappeared days ago. I think I'm gonna do it. But first I have to write a note. I'll do that when I'm done here. I love him. And I miss him so bad it hurts more physically then mentally. My baby. My love. My life. My suicide.
-Heaven help us, Evan