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Post by Ben on Jun 24, 2010 15:49:09 GMT -7
What am I supposed to do at this point? I've got nothing left in me. Not even an angel in my huging outfield. The only reason I'm still alive is because of what it would do to my family if I killed myself. Isn't that a charmed life? Either they're is no God, or he thinks my life is a joke. I'd love to believe that we are alone - at least then I could count on an even go just like everybody else. hug Ashleigh for breaking my heart and hug her for still being happy. I hope her plane goes down. What is the point? Is this helping? Nope. Nothing does. I am in Hell.
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