Married for years, happy family but then we fall out. Lovers that went wrong. Fun wedding, best kiss, amazing daughter. Couples have there ups and downs but having so many just doesn't work.

From our fights that lead us to yelling and lily crying were horrible. stumbling in the house at three am drunk with lily in bed. Yelling again about where you were but all you said was that you went to get a drink but I saw the lipstick marks on you and the smell of perfume on you.

I got to clingy you said and then I get hit. How can I stay with you well I can't leave because when you're not drunk you apologize and tell me you love me. I fucking believe you and stay because little lily needs both of her parents.

The night of lilys 17th birthday was bad, we argued about who would clean up everything and it resulted in the same thing, you leaving the house.

Me and lily just stayed home and sat on the couch watching a movie. You came stumbling in at four in the morning yelling. You were more drunk than ever.

I told lily to go to her room and just stay in there. She did was she was told and went up the stairs. You walked up to me and grabbed me by my waist and told me how much you love me.

You started grabbing my wrists and pinning me on the wall hard and forcefully kissing me, I smelled the alcohol on you're breath and the perfume on you're clothes.

I pushed you off of me but it was no use now you were hitting me, punching me and slapping me. I heard a knock on the door after a while of beating and you went to answer it pushing me down on the floor in the process.

You opened the door and you were on the ground handcuffed in seconds. The cops told you you have the right to remain silent and you just laid there not saying anything.

Lily ran downstairs and told me she had called the cops, you looked at me and her and said words I never thought I would hear from you're mouth, "When I come back I will kill you Phil Lester!" And they took you away.

20 years have passed and lily is now married with two kids. I'm still single and I'm okay, I live alone and I started to finally believed that you were never coming back.

But that night as I lay alone in my bed on a stormy night. I hear footsteps though my house but I think nothing of it, it was probably just the wind.

I felt like someone was watching me and I didn't like that feeling, the power went out in my house so I decided to go to bed.

I lay awake and felt eyes on me I look in the corner of my room and lightening flashes, I thought I saw you holding a knife but it could have been just my imagination.

The thunder roars and the lightening flashes again and you got closer. It's just a nightmare I told myself. I felt hands on shoulder.

"Oh but Phil it isn't." And with that there you were Dan Howell slapping me beating me. I tried to scream for help but you just covered my mouth.

You dove the knife into my body everywhere making marks and then you reached my chest, you gave me an evil smile and dove the knife into my chest.

You Dan Howell were the death of me........

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Ummmmmm sorry I really need to stop writing shit like that, but I just can't help it. Also I'm trying to get into listening to other bands besides fall out boy and it's not working fall out boy is the fall out best (Kayne west is the Kayne best) anyway but ummm I'm almost to 10k......WHAT THE FUCK! Why do you people like my crap. Even though people say that my writing has a lot of meaning in it due to it having a little bit of me in it, im just really good at writing sad shit. I'm a good writer I know that (selfish) but I can write more than just phan stories believe me maybe I will post so little poem things on here if you guys want I don't know.

But yeah guys I'm feeling a little better now and you guys are really helping me so thank you.

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