My name is Rose white

. A normal dorky otaku. Neither am I very rich nor am I very poor.

My life is not totally miserable. So basically it means I am not heroin-material.

Not that I should be thinking about this now that I am lying here dying from blood loss.

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Today was going really well

and then I saw someone committing suicide. I acted all heronish and told that person to not die and moved toward him and when I held my hand to him, he took hold of it but suddenly he pulled me up and said " let's die together alright, I do not wanna die alone " and that crazy lunatic jumped with me  in his arms.

But I guess every one has to die one day but this kind of death is disappointing.  I did not die as hero but as a victim but the worst part about it is that, Why , just why did I not die by 

GETTING HIT BY TRUCK SAN

My ideal death as I might reincarnated as a heroin