My little werewolf

And that’s why I’m writing this. It’s been almost three years since she died. She’s haunted my every dream, my every waking moment…. My greatest failure……. I’ve been to hundreds of therapists and psychologists and all those fucking head doctors…. Nothing. None of them can help me…. I turned down being one of them for this exact purpose. You remember how I got here? Well, I’m doing it again, and I figured I’d leave something to remember me by this time. The story of my life, in a nutshell. The only part of it that matters… the time I spent with the only living being that mattered….. Well, this is goodbye. The final chapter in a story that was forgotten before it even began. I best shut this book now. I don’t want to get blood on the pages. Then no one could read it, and all my time would have been for nothing. When you die, and go to heaven, and all that good stuff…. Tell Rainbow I said hi, alright?