Oh, I can't believe you!
Why did you do it!
I don't even know what you did. I just saw the aftermath.
But, it sure must have been bad because there were a lot of police and the assault rifles drawn at your home.
What, why did you do it???
You had a rough life okay I know that.
I know your pain was so strong.
I knew you were wounded I just didn't know that you were so mortally wounded.
I think you did it this time. I think you're lifes over.
How, how could you have done this.
How could you have DONE THIS!!!!!!
I just want to scream at you. You had help. We helped you. We did everything for you!!!!!
How could you do this? I just don't understand how...
How could you turn you back and forsake your own self to be addicted to be a slave to substance...so much so that you would do this?????
My pain for you and against you is so strong that I can barely breathe right now.
Why did you reject the way?
Now look what you did to yourself! To your family! To anyone who loves you!
Do you even care?!
Somewhere in there I always hoped that there was a soul.
Remember when we used to go to church?
What happened to you?!?
You're only 24 and you're life is over. All because of what you did.
I don't know what emotion to experience. I wanna cry, I wanna call your dad, I wanna scream at you.
Yet, I do nothing.
I just sit and pray and silently angrily mumble under my breath my thoughts of you aloud.
Did you ever love me at all?
