So, I found out last week my girlfriend had cancer. She started smoking when she was 12 (she would be 20 now). The doctor said she only had about 3 months to live. She cried for a few days, and I didn't know how to handle the situation, so I stopped answering her calls. I know its a horrible thing to do to someone, but I really couldn't deal with the emotions.

I found out today that she took her own life, with sleeping pills. They tried to pump her stomach but it was too late.

I went to the wake and it was very depressing and difficult to be around her family, her mom blames me for her death. I went by my parents' house to have some coffee on my way back to my apartment and to hopefully get some advice on what to do. My mom told me that I was moving with my aunt and uncle in Bel-Air.

I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said "Fresh" and had a dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare, but I thought naw forget it, yo home to Bel-Air. I pulled up to a house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby "Yo, holmes smell you later." Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air .

 

Welcome to 5 years ago YellowSupremacy

 

............. that was so ****ed up lol u got me

 

first I was like... but then when I saw Bel-air... then I had to

 

 

 

I saw it coming. Seen it on my350z.com many times...

 

No crotch crumbs, no care.

 

I read the first line I thought "the smoking had nothing to do with her cancer. I need more info to figure out what's going on".
you need a better medical history.

 

Wait... you found out today that she took her own life with sleeping pills, AND you went to the wake today?

Your story doesn't check out.