After all, suicide is contagious.

“You make me proud every day.” Lucy and I start to groan, ready to tell him to s…”

“Wind is blowing past me and I open my eyes to look at the bridge above me. But …”

“Why are you here?” Lucy asks incredulously. “You didn’t say yes?” I shake my he…”

“...some things are better left in the past. And true things are destined to rep…”