ok... so we all know that bs about chris... well... it get’s worse... there are e-mails from some little blond chick in his thing... pictures... things like that... and needless to say... he is with her and was preaty much right after he disaperead... he played me for a fool... and on top of that... my aunt may have limphoma.... and a guy who i’ve known sence i was realy little is now dead... why do things all come up at once??? it’s not fair at all... and i can’t even excape ne where... to greave... to rant... to cry... ne thing... no matter where i go... there are people there... i hate this place... i want to get out so bad.... i don’t want to do this any more... and the more i’m here... the more that i hate people... and the more that i hate my self... i was a very kind... careing... calm... loveing person... and then all of this s**t happened... and now i don’t even want to live half the time... no... i’m not gonna kill my self... i’m not like that... but that don’t mean that i would complain if god just decided to not let me wake up one morning... or if i just happened to have something happen that i didn’t live through... i wouldn’t ever kill my self... but it still don’t chainge the fact that i don’t want to live... breathing this GA air hurts... looking at the digital camo blinds me... and the word Sagrent makes me want to vomit... i can’t stand the army... and i can’t stand the fact that no matter what i do i can’t get home right now... and i can’t help the people that i care about... the killing needs to stop... the war’s need to end... the fighting... the hate... the racesum... the pain... it’s all to much... and there shouldn’t be ne at all... people need to be more open minded... to listen to others when they speak... to stand up for what is right... instead of let the curup rull everything... we need to make a chainge... we need to be poeple that our kids can say they are proud of... i dream of the day when children can ask their parents what war was... and i dream of a day when sencless killing stops... but i cry every night... because i don’t think that we as a sociaty is capable of seeing that yet... a chainge needs to happen... and we need to grow...
kintanie · Tue Mar 18, 2008 @ 09:22pm · 0 Comments |