So Many of us look for that happily ever after, but instead we get of God please get me out I am suffocating.

My friends father’s passing. I wanted to write something.

I just think about the people you casually meet, I have communicated with peopole on triond that I would love to meet in person.

This is the final good-bye, to a man that said good-bye, long before I realized it was over. If he would have been honest from the beginning, perhaps I wouldn’t be hurting so much now.

A girl was killed and she is saying good-bye to her only love, telling him that there is another girl for him that has already come into his life.

Is it the soul our real self? I beleive that.

About the coming together of my family during tragedy.