The worst part about this is The knowing. The knowing when times up.i sometimes think why bother with all the little things, the end result is still the same, i've missed out on a lot of stuff... i wanna feel love, hold a loved one, be there when someone needs me, but my chances are slim. I miss the old times, when everything was easier, when i didnt need to worry about things so much... now thats the only thing i do... i go on walks and just worry about pointless things and think and think and think...
when you're sick people tend to leave you behind. they dont wanna get attached to people...
I miss her... I really do... but shes better off the way things are... i belive thats for sure...
maybe i should write a letter or something... you know. ''The Letter''. say sorry to people and hope that they forgive me, say sorry to my mom for being the son that went away, tell my brothers that there fffing stupid nad that they should get there s**t together. Say sorry to my best friend for not being strong enough, for all the crap i cant help you when im gone... im ffing 18... dont you think its a bit too early, what do you think?
I see this time as a road you walk on, and everyday that road i walk, gets lonelier and lonelier..
when i make that letter, Read it well...
all my sorrows are behind me soon.
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