Venting.

Lost love.

Poetry.

What is the point of an existence to simply continue that existence, especially one as pathetic as mine? With Life’s Sojourn… how if anything I have been wanting to move towards death and I keep backing up, as if that was my fault, which I it is.

You should never be afraid to let the world know how you really feel.

Goodbye.

Does the cow go moo because the mew?

All I want you to do is give love a home.

It’s crunch time.. .I have to do this NOW!

It always seem to happen to me.. .