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[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*sup gaiz. Asch here, standing on the ledge of a very, very high tower.  please pull him away, and give him a bitching to, k?* 

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[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

So what made you think you need to kill yourself?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

...I want it all to end.

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

Louder. My ears are about as healed as they will get.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*a little louder, but still rather quiet* I want it to end.

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

... so you want your husband to follow?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Don't care. He wouldn't.

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

And you know he would.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

... *tries to buck him off*

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

*just shifts* My Asch got quite good at that. You're no where near his level.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*coughs* Get off me.

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

I won't let you kill yourself.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

I just want the pain to stop, dammit.

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

And being a dumbshit that leaves his friends and family behind will probably cause you more pain.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Not unless I was dead.

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't be surprised if something on the other side decided to make your afterlife hell if you killed yourself.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

...I'd deserve it.

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

No. You don't.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Fucking lie.

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

You're a wonderful person who's managed to make people happy and pull themselves out of their own dumbshittery. Time for us to return the favor.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Don't waste your breath.

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

*smacks him upside the head*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*doesn't even react to that* ...

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

Helping you is not a waste of breath.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

... *shifts slightly*

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

*gets up, and starts to pick him up*