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Monday, April 11, 2005
No will to live...
Somehow, when things seem Ok, they find a way to still go to hell. I wish I was dead and that's about all I can say. There's no other way to put it. And I'd die alone too. I will die alone. That's the price you pay for being a loner though, I suppose. Patrick told me today I was popular though... cause of Ben. Hah. My brother. Wow, way to go for me. And somehow I still don't know anybody. I am seriously ready to kick the fucking bucket.
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