I have always believed that happiness takes work, but where have I crossed the line between work and desperation. What was I thinking, assuming that all this hurt, pain, and wrecklessness was eventually going to put a smile on my face? I decieved myself once again. Now I am worse off than I was before. Why would I give in and believe I had it coming to me? Here I am again, where am I going? Cause this is leading no where.
Thank goodness there is hope elsewhere.... Cross your fingers!
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