The joy I once felt, has been crushed......its dead.Chelsea broke up with me last night, and not even in person......She has left me for another. The other is a liar, a thief, and a scoundrel. He steals from his own grandmother who is dying.... The one who has stolen her heart has stolen my joy and happiness as well. I have nothing now....my dreams ripped from my hands, my heart barely beats......I have nothing....All that I have is rage where there was love....Ash fills my mouth...and nothing matters now, I could be fired and not care. I could be killed and not care. As it is all things have lost there value to me....
 Azalin · Fri Jun 30, 2006 @ 10:44pm · 2 Comments |
