I feel so fed up. so depressed. so useless.
I just want to go to sleep and never wake up ever again.
She was something special. More than special, in fact she, she was my angel sent from God.
Never give up on anybody, miracles happen every day. That's what they always say.
She's not coming back. I know she's not and there's no other way of me seeing her unless I just let go. I've been playing this game for too long.
It's all my fault.
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What We Are - N.H
Fanfictionsad people love the rain because they are no longer crying alone. i guess thats me then, a sad person crying in the rain.
