Good Times Bad Times How Life Loves a Tradgedy
So, I read a comment on someones journal and I got to thinkin'. Where did we all go wrong. Why is there so much hatred for one another. Some of us are married now. Some of us have kids. How do we look at our spouses (the ones who haven't been members of the crew) and children and justify this hatred. How can we look at them with such love and feel totally indifferent to the people who helped mold us into the people we are today. I may be wrong but I don't feel like I am. I wasn't the only one that fucked up. I was the only one who hurt people. Yet I feel like the only people on here I'm not hated by are the ones that never left. The ones who I still see all the time. I seriously feel the same as Danny. I really want to get together ( all of us) and just see what everyone is up to. Comment if you feel the same.