Chapter 1: Chapter 1
She became one of my favorite people in the world which was not a joke or bullshit. Just like writing this book has seemed like a dream and also like my life is real. I didn't choose it. It chose me. But I choose it now. But I am choosing this book. But I didn't write it. But it did write itself. But it didn't want to be written until now. And the angel voice is one of my favorite voices. And she is like my very own angel. And I love her. And we were so happy together. And I saw her wanting this more than I. And she cared when I didn't. And I just told myself that I did without saying it which is something that only works when you aren't in a bad mood. And she was caring and patient and nurturing. And I was grateful because I was a bad husband. If a man is a real man he will care about his marriage and work hard on it for the survival of their love in the future. You've got to keep your fucking promises to your woman. You make a lot of promises in a marriage that you have to keep. It's like home team and defend. I am in the wrong. She is different than any other woman I am around. Especially gangsters. And like I said before, I don't usually care because I am usually drunk or strung out or depressed. Not on any real level like I am for my Angel. I would carpet bomb her with love if I had the power.