09.02.04
give it to me

life is so hard sometimes...so so so hard...

and anymore its not my life that's so hard. i mean...it's no walk in the park, but it's not the end of the world either.

but why do little boys get tumors? and why do baby girls drowned because their dad's had a siezure? and why do people live in constant pain? and why do the disabled have to watch their loved ones die because they cant get to the phone?

and i just want to make it all better. i want them to not have to hurt. i know what its like to hurt...and i dont want anyone else to feel that way. i wish i could take it all from them, take their pain and put it onto me. but i cant. and so i sit in front of my stupid computer and cry and write entries in a diary that no one cares about.

i care so much...why cant i make it all better? why do i never know the words to say? its funny...youd think with all the comfort ive recieved, id know how to give it away as well...but i dont.

ugh...im rambling. im going to bed...

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