Dearest Tragedy,
Well its mother's day didn't really get moms anything, but I did tell her happy mothers day. I'm not myself anymore I'm never happy or motovated to do anything anymore, maybe I'm sick and don't know it...who knows right. I was talkin to this kid in Atlanta, but like everything else that didn't seems like a pattern and of course I look like the bad guy; jerk; and the ass even. What is wrong with me, maybe I should just take my life wouldn't thing be easier on everyone. I am lazy I am stupid I'm worthless what's is my reason for being here.
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