Hey. I'm a little on the miserable side, I was once a social, happy person.
Hey. I'm a little on the miserable side, I was once a social, happy person. 3 things wrecked it. My past. My present. And a death. If I could be healed, I'd gladly accept it, but I'm using what pain, and sorrow, grief, loss I have to stand myself up again. I apologize for never being around. Please.. Take my word. I'm gaurded, lost, unstable without the only thing I ever leaned on. I'm like.. A bat with ripped wings. One day, I assure you, I'll be good again. I plan to not be here much longer. I'll only depress you all, so I've pass myself onto something else.