#though provoking

Vincent Van Gogh: “I shall never get rid of this depression.”

Ludwig van Beethoven: “Too bad, too bad! It’s too late!”

William Shakespeare: “I commend my soul into the hands of God my Creator, hoping and assuredly believing, through the only merits of Jesus Christ my Savior, to be made partaker of life everlasting; and my body to the earth, whereof it was made.”

Charlie Chaplin: “Why not? It belongs to him.”

Jane Austen: “I want nothing but death.”

Leonardo Da Vinci: “I have offended God and mankind because my work did not reach the quality it should have.”

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: “The taste of death is upon my lips… I feel something that is not of this earth.”

Alfred Hitchcock: “One never knows the ending. One has to die to know exactly what happens after death, although Catholics have their hopes.”

Johann Sebastian Bach: “Don’t cry for me, for I got where music is born”

This is an AU I created and you can request me to rewrite the story with the ships below. The story will be different considering the characters personalities and the relationship they hold. You can choose who is HIM and who is HER. 

 Thank you for reading: a suicide story for him 

 Ships:

 - Victuuri 

- Klance

 - Adrienette or Marichat 

- Mystic messenger pairings 

 Dear HIM,

 I'm going to kill myself (well that escalated quickly).

 I've thought about it for a while and you're the only person that knows.

 I'm sorry I never told you, I just didn't want to burden you with all my problems. When I texted you I wanted to make you laugh, not pity me.

Here’s the thing.

 I'm a psychopath.

 My mind is always thinking and swirling with ideas. I know that was your favorite part of me. But thinking too much isn't always a good thing. 

My left brain reasons with me about everything I should be grateful for, but my right brain is always telling me that I don't deserve any of it.

 Next Saturday I'm going to take a bus to the Verrazano bridge and end it. Exactly at 5:00pm shall I jump off. I've always wanted to jump off a bridge. It sounds fun. I read a book about a guy that jumped off bridges and the description was something I wanted to experience. It’s called The 39 Deaths of Adam Strand

 Sincerely, HER 

 He was shocked to read it yet not su surprised that the think influencing her was a book. One of the things they bond on most was their love for literature.

Maybe HIM didn't know HER as much as he thought. But, he did know one thing, HER told HIM the exact date and the time in hopes that he would come and save HER. 

 That had to be it. 

He really couldn't tell anyone. Not his family, not their other friends. he knew HER wouldn't want that. 

That Saturday afternoon he skipped swim practice. HIM was going to get scolded by his parents but, that wasn't his top priority at the moment. She lived a few states away but this bridge split the distance evenly.

 Maybe HER did it on purpose. 

Maybe she just likes that bridge. 

 "You're two minutes late" she said, looking at her Hello Kitty watch. The only sounds were the angry honks of New Yorkers, strange consider that they were on a bridge. Not much should be happing there.

 "So you waited for me?" He inquired. Seeing her lean against the railing with the sunset behind her felt unreal. He kept imagining being too late but their was never going to be a "too late" because she waited. "Come on HER, lets go home" he said. 

She smiled at him. It wasn't the smile he wanted. It was a sad smile. They type of smile hthat people give before saying goodbye. No one wants to see that smile.

"I wanted my last moments to be with you, that's why I waited...I knew you'd come" HER turn around to face the ocean. "Please don't think I'm weak, please don't think I'm giving up".

 HIM walked up beside her, resting his arms on the rail. They didn't look at each other. At this point, HIM felt so far away from HER. He really though he knew HER. But she's still a mystery. "I'm not giving up, I'm going to reincarnate so I can be with you again". 

  "I know you'll respect my wishes, I know that you won't physically stop me" she said, "I know you'll want too". HIM stayed quite. He was a quiet guy while HER was exuberant and lively. He didn't know how they fit so perfectly. But then he realized that HER was a lot like HIM and he was a lot like HER. They were different on the outside but shared many hidden similarities.

"Didn't you say that you wanted really cool and funny last words? Will I get to hear them?" HIM asked, not knowing what else to say. 

She took a breath.

 "...I love you, you've always been the one I love most. When I got somewhere I wish you were with me. When I see something I think about how much you'd enjoy it. When I'm sad, I think about how I can make you happy. Please be my best friend till the end" she prepped her feet onto the bar.

 "Close your eyes...or don't" And for the first time, HIM watched someone fly. She pushed off the railing and didn't even flinch. And HIM didn't either when he wrapped his arms around her stomach. 

 He didn't respect HER decision at all. 

He was selfish.

I love the idea of any AU of a character with synesthesia. Like if they hear or taste colors.

Man, I would love to taste colors.

It’s an amazing gift.

But, it is possible that synesthesia can have a negative effect.

It can lead to sensory overload.