His. life.
I want to end the day faster.
Sigh.
I just want it to.
And everyday of my life to be shorten to an hour a day.
Make it a second a day.
Or easier, a breath representing a lifetime.
And ends as I exhale my only breath that I take.
Cause I couldn't see anything positive.
I want to give up.
I would like a bullet through my head now.
Or train come crashing through me.
Or the Empire States tower slipping and falling on me.
Sigh.
I don't like this.
I dont like that either.
But I couldn't help it.
Sigh.
I wish everything would've gone right for me.
That my path would be straight.
But sometimes its just to hard for me to get through it.
~cited emoguy
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
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