I often ask myself why things are the way they are. At times I hate my life. I live a few states away from the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. I'm broke, I have a shitty ass car. The worst is I hate my dad he's so controling, even though I live on my own he thinks he can still tell me what to do. My only joy in life is talking to Rachael and a few other people they know who they are. Anyway that all for now.
