What the hell is wrong with this thing? i try to upload pictures of my beloved mickey and they come up with some cocked up error thing. everything is not going my way. thanks ah. thanks so much. ASS. stupid shitty thing. i'm so pissed off i don't know what else to type.i just wanna make a little tribute to my mickey. is that so wrong? why can't i do that. i know i'm quite a computer idiot. but i'm not that idiotic. i know how to upload pics. and the stupid computer gets jammed everytime i try to do it. STUPID STUPID STUPID. this ass computer. argh.this thing sucks sooo much. its making my sucky life seem a little better.everything should just stop happening. like just stop. give me a break. i don't need any more deaths. i don't need any more stress. i just need to pick up my pieces. ya right. like i even have time for that. there are some people good things happen to and some people good things don't happen to. some street kid said that and i agree. there are good things that have happened to me. esp during this time. they add on little parts of my heart back to me. but then comes the bad stuff. and it just overwhelms everything. one whole chunk of my heart got ripped away when my gpa died. another chunk when my friend died. now, mickey. the only living thing that could make me laugh amidst my tears, is gone. my heart is twisted and torn apart. i hate this feeling. i'm trying to pick it up. i am. but everytime i feel like i've succeeded something stupid has to happen again. i'll drop all the pieces and as i frantically try to pick them up, more pieces of me just falls to the ground. everything has to start all over. everytime something bad happens to me, a part of me is taken away and is not returned. i need someone to put them all back. i know only You can do that. But You were the one who took away the pieces too. this sucky life. i'm so pissed now. i don't even know who i'm pissed with.EVERYTHING, just STOP HAPPENING!! I don't care whether its good or bad or whatever. just stop happening. if anymore things happen again. everything will be gone. i'll just be an empty shell. i'll be so lost. so appropriate for me ain't it? snll. i'll just be a snail without a shell. i need a shoulder to cry on. a real one. let me find you soon so that the arm that's connected to that shoulder can piece my heart together again. ah kong, wo ai ni. isaac went up to keep you company. and now its mickey's turn. you can put them in the basket of the bicycle and cycle around, just like mommy said she saw you do so when she dreamt bout you. may the 3 of you live happily ever after.
snll drifted away at 4:28 AM
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