15.

I can feel the darkness creeping over me && I can't move.

But I can't sit still.

I should've told you no, but I hate being alone.

They dissolve into happiness && you can be free.

California, here we come.

I'm so dizzy.

Passed out on Brockway.

Two letters short of the real thing.

&& I can see so many stars.

They let me go.

But I'm suffocating.

He comes in heartbeats.

Skips;;He's gone.

Forever.

Now I'm unhappy.

I just want to numb myself until sobriety goes away.

We make our own musicals && drama hit series down here.

We'll never leave, but we'll always wish we had.

Michigan.

Not a place for dreams.

Death.

Denial.

Decay.

I'm being loud, but she's too far gone to notice me.

This room makes me 15 again...

I'm caught in between.

I'm neither here nor there.

I'm not out, but down;;

For the third count.

You mean so much, but feel so little.

And she lies about her past.

Kill the basset hound with one bullet...or a socket wrench.

RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES.

I'm doing fine, Sweetheart.

How's your arm?

You cut yourself && smile.

Sick, sick child.

I'm 15 15 15 15 15 15 15.

One more time.

Can't get him back.

His heart skipped a beat.

&& Tore in half.

He doesn't have 2.

He doesn't have 1.

Half to her.

Half to me.

I got the expired half.

CAN'T GET OUT.

I'd still die for him...