I stood on the edge of the guardrail. I could hear people calling out to me, trying to reason with me in hopes of talking me down. I took one final look back at them before blowing a single kiss and diving over the edge. I smiled to myself as I fell for I knew their deaths would nowhere near as beautiful as mine. I smash into the surface of the water and in the very instance I knew Death had been waiting for me.
(Source: bruitnoir)