I lay on the floor
Thinking about the things I've done
The people I hurt
The hearts thats een broken
With the gun to my head
I wonder why I am the way I am
This facade of a strong-willed...unique individual
When I'm nothing but a wreckless bastard
No one can stop me for what I'm about to do
But I can't help but think
Should I live for myself
Or die for them
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Hey... i was just stopping by to read your blog.. and i saw this post.. please please please dont do anything to yourself.. please.. you've got Helen... and you have your whole life ahead of you.. and i no that we dont talk anymore.. and i just want to tell you .. if you ever need to talk to me about ANYTHING... and i mean anything... i am there... mmferguson316@aol.com email me.. even if you though you said that you wouldent.. do it anyways.. .. o my... i got kinda flustered there dident i.? ^.^ live for yourself.. i really hope that you read this comment... o and btw you can comment and tag on my blog.. i dont mind.. you no that.. lol.. well ill let you go... write me sometime...
ReplyDeletewell i was going to insert a image.. but you can put that kind of HTML here... which sucks... but
ReplyDeleteit said smile... so do so.. or ill be forced to poke you repeatedly... @.@