Why in a life that you are suppose to love, should someone hate everything so much.Why if there is a god ,would he make things so horrible you find it hard not to drain the blood from you own veins.Why should you give so much for so little in return.Why would you give your love to someone, for them only turn around and treat you worse than trash.Why would i waste my time typing this on a bullshit computer instead of putting the barrel to my head and pulling the trigger?Because along with everything else i loved, my guns have been stolen or lost.I guess that is something to be grateful for.But if you know me, you know i prefer the feel of a cold blade against my skin.And shooting myself would be the easy way out.I wanna feel the warmth of my life slowly bleeding out.As far as who this is here to read,not only would you probably not read it ,but even if you did ,I know you wouldnt even care.And that makes it all the more satisfing when it is all finally over. Are you happy now, because that is all that matters.
