2001-04-12 20:10:30 (UTC)


paranoia will destroy ya. my dreams are all to scarey to
think about. the shootings. the people. the harm. the
sadness. letting go. holding on. helping one another. the
pain. the feeling i am getting in my stomach as i sit here
writing. what is wrong with me. how can i let myself be put
in such a horrible position. no questions ask i know what i
will do but why does it have to be that way. why does that
have to happen to me. i never did anything to hurt you.
stop this. i can no longer bare this pain.