"It's over now; I'm over it." "Goodbye." I'm hungover from tonight but I haven't even gone to sleep yet. So it looks like I lost my job today. "It brings a new meaning to dead inside. And I'm bleeding, but this blood is not mine. If you only knew just what you lost; it's not me or you, but what was both of us." So I had to tell my ex about our dead child. "First born, last one..." "The smell of farewell and the gasoline." You know, I was tempted, too. But we both had other plans. So she's coming tomorrow...does that make you happy? You share a bed with her now...does that make you happy? So when is next week? Last time we talked you said you'd call next week and that was a month ago. You gotta do what you gotta do. "Maybe you should find someone else to play with. You're gonna be sorry when I'm dead. Under the stairs, where no one cares." So today really sucked. I really hope you call tomorrow, big brother.
Johnnie?
Johnnie?
 | Song of the Day: The Birthday Massacre - "Under The Stairs" www.nothingandnowhere.com |
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From the trials of our life, we gain the strength to move forward. It has been said many times that God never gives us more than we can handle, and as long as we have faith in that, then the trails we face can be over come, it might be painful, but in the end that pain will pass. Life might not always be the happy warm place we wish it would be, and people for the most part are always going to look out for themselves, take comfort that there are those of us that do care for you and worry about you when your down. The “real world” may have taken us all to different places, but we are still here for you when you need us. -Count Fluffy
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