Why am I alive? I have no idea. I ask myself that question every single day. In my mind, it's dark and depressing. And it's weird because one second I'll be happy and bright but in a snap, I'll be suicidal and depressing. Here is an apology for the few friends I trust. This is for Genesis, Melanie, and Gabriel.
I'm sorry for being needy and not being there when you needed me because I was too selfish to think of others before myself. Thank you all for understanding me and being there when I needed you but you are probably sick and tired of me. And if it seemed I didn't give a crap, I did I just didn't know how to express myself without cutting or punching anything. Thanks for dealing with my crap and listening to me when no one else would. Thanks, guys you're the best and I'm sorry for wasting your time.
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The Mysteries of Life
Non-FictionThis is a book about life and anyone who can relate so each chapter is going to be something new😊
