im gonna dedicate this story to Rosette-Black =]
(this story is not a true story...entirely, and sorry for any spelling mistakes) :]


I've been alone for most of my life, no one's really ever payed attention to me. I never had a friend, at all. I've lost count of how many times ive tried to kill myself, i've now given up on that too, because everytime it doesnt work. I still dont understand why the oh so incredible "God" keeps me on this planet, does he want me to suffer? If so, why? What have i ever done to this world? The most i've been is someone that others walk all over! I dont know what to do anymore. Im starting to think maybe God doesnt even have any sympathy for me, and hes just another one of those people who walk all over me. I have nothing now...nothing.

[thats all for now] tehe