i wrote this a few days ago...to show my pain: What’s the use of living? When one will painfully die We live to breathe We live to cry Our weaknesses Are stronger than the strengths Our tears blind and Then cause us to think in regret Most say the soul is seen through Ones eyes But theirs no soul to those Who want to die When everyone gives up There’s no one left Were killing ourselves everyday Were dying It makes no sense They ask For us to believe They say We want to achieve But this world is a lie This pain isn’t true Why live through the torture When Its only you? so...what do you think. either way i fond out that in a few weeks mr.p is going to give me a calf and im so fcking excited. i jumped around all day and had a smile on. which as you know, happens rarely but whatever. anthony and james doubled today and both kept sending me notes that said "you complete me" what assholes. they remind me of marco and demtrios. how odd. please comment