You’re not supposed to die at 18. You’re supposed to live like you were just born. You’re supposed to hold your mom while she cries that her baby is leaving her. You’re supposed to give hug a million girls a day and make them all swoon. You’re supposed to break hearts with your smile and teach your lil bro how to do the same.
You weren’t supposed to die
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