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I hate it when people talk about death.
But it seems the more they talk about it the more i'm used to it.
Me and my friends basically say that we don't want to get to old.
I never wanted to live long. That was until I found a reason to want to.
So i've re-thought some things over. Why I want to live.
My friends, family, him, and my little future.
Daddy always talks about how we should learn to do things ourselves because he won't always be there to help us.
It really depresses me when he talks about that.
No matter how many times i've heard that speech. I cry. I cannot imagine life without that man.
I over-heard him speaking with my little brother.
Does he feel the same as I?
Maybe. We all love him very much.
I still freak out when I hear the mention of guns. I shut off to the world.
My talent for rifles, ironic now that I fear guns.
But I do not fear for myself, I should resolve this and hope that the promise is true.
I've been on here too long.
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Gotta do homework and shower.
Dx
 Nirrina · Mon Mar 09, 2009 @ 05:14am · 0 Comments |
