Ok. I don't really know. I was having a conversation with his grandfather and he told me his grandson called, asked how I was doing, and said he had to go to Iraq.
Clarksdale. And yes. If my life had stay on course a bit longer, I would have been joining him. He was the only real friend I had in this cold, dark, unforgiving world.
My city is a hell hole. Not much work here. I mean...respectful work. The best work here is cooking fries and burgers for hungry, impatient patrons. Personally, I think I can do much better than that and not degrade myself just to make a few bucks.
You're welcome. And thank you. But nothing gets better for me. Just worst. Which is why I don't work, study, or anything. I don't even know what to do anymore.
O_O Umm.... *Chuckles nervously* Wasn't expecting that. sweatdrop I'll give you the short version. When I was younger, I met someone online and fell in love with her. It was like the first time I ever felt such a thing. I never thought I could fall in love because I was a bookworm and whatnot. It just happened. We had feelings for each other and had a lot in common. Our conversations went on from the moment we signed on to AIM or Windows Live till the time one of us had to leave. Those were the good times....And I really, really miss her...I hope she's ok and doing well.....
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