I havent done this in such a long while...Lets see if I still remember how!
So i feel like crapp... im in such a shitty mood...that im inhaling feces n exhaling skid marks!
I hate venting to other people when things go wrong. Im usually the one who has to remain positive n provide laughter and light in times of bitter darkness.
I know that death is a part of life, the FINAL part...but its just so depressing knowing that you have no control over it. You're Always hearing stories of people getting shot and killed. It feels like its almost an inevitable fate. Its going to happen regardless of whether you accept it or not. It gets old after a while...just makes me wish that it would happen to me. I mean if it did than I would no longer have to hear of it happening to others. Also if it did I would once again be reuinted with my mother and my dog... Maybe its all for the best...No one on this Earth ever loved me as much as my dog did and I doubt no one ever will.
I know I have people here who WANT me around but I'm glad that there is no one who NEEDS me around. So if im forced to have to lose my life... the world will carry on without me the way it always did... SECOND by SECOND
