your voice is as sweet as salt
saturday night, not a person online. i wonder where everyone went, and why i'm not with them. its sad when a friendly hello in the morning is responded with a middle finger. work was depressing today for reasons known. once again ultimately alone. while everyone is frantically trying to fill this last year with fond memories. i met my SAT score goal, no more, no less. it's probably lower than yours so dont worry. i'm just glad i came through on something for once. no help from ivy west. a waste of time and gas. but enough about that crap. why can't i just go to africa and help all those people there. who could never repay me. or be able to save the people i've lost in my lifetime. everything seems to be so out of my hands now a days. last night i went to a mortuary to look at what was left in the parking lot. perfect night to everso quietly fall off the face of the earth. as a parting gift. i will make all my friends drawings. so they can have that specific moment in time.i dont think anymore. it's all pointless. if you think about it.