I really don't see a point in anything right now, Everythings so damn sad. I envy people dying, Things won't get better, earlier in depression, I said, C'mon fighta, you can do this. Now. I know I accept I can't do it. I'll just lie here, Because there isn't a point, sheez, things are sad, I see so many damn old times the old billboard, the red light out the window. The insane fricking highways, going on them, going to a house where I was ACTUALLY IN A REAL HOME instead of this place, where I was raised, Loved, happy, I miss it there. This place isn't real, it's like they aren't even my family, We knew eachother way better then, I don't know why I'm here, I can't do it, there isn't a damn point, I've been crying for 2 hours, This damn song, makses sense, I remember sitting in the pool that day with them, Everything was serenity, I was peaceful, I remember hearing it in the pool, And It hurts to remember that, that was early as hell out there, I cried so hard, I saw so many old times there, so happyu, the easter where we went in the Other frontroom. Meep's first mouse. We discussed some of it today and I almost cried, I can't even look out the window. It's horrific. I feel so damn scared, I wanna go back to my old home. I know that no-one can help me on this
i"m sorry
