I've had it with so called "life". I am hated. Why do I have to live in a world full of hatred. And in this so called life ... I lost everything.
... but how can a beautiful murder and love change things?
I'm the forgotten weeping angel, he's the loving murderous demon,
how can the demon help the forgotten angel?...
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A gathering of my thoughts from most recent going back a few years. My journey through the mental wreckage from having multiple heart attacks and all the emotions, anger, withdrawal that I have been through.