i hate it all . . . . .
well mi life sucks. everything gets fucked up for me. i find something rare and i let it slip through mi posession. it sucks and i hate it so much. why can't anything go right for me .?.?.?. oh well thats mi life happens the same way evry time . there is nuthing i can do to prevent it unless it wants to be. everything else fucks it up for me.oh well who cares....right? but im thankful that i have what i have left. thats better then nuthing i guess. well thats mi depressed life for ya guys reading mi thoughts.
poem: whatever lives....dies....i stay inside mi mind so i dont fear the pain....
the human heart feels things the eyes cannot see, and knows whats the mind cannot understand.
too lost to talk bye losers!
ashley