It hurts too much to write as I sit here to tell you my life. My mind wants to cry and fill this page with pure blasphemy and hate. But the pain just grips me tighter as time begin to wear at my soul and I punish myself for all the evil I’ve done. My life is lost and hate has conquered my soul today. So as you read this you are reading the words of a girl who has lost the fight to find love and lost the fight to find some hope. You are reading the words of a girl whose death would not matter because it’s already happened once before. Yet I walk and yet I breathe as if to torture what’s left for the years that remain. I’m a broken girl and one who can never be fixed. I ask you neither to pray for me nor to wish me well. Because your words can’t change what has already happened, because what is said is done and my soul is gone and it can’t be returned. Have no words for me my friend, just leave me alone here to cry, just let me drown in my tears so I may complete what began all of those years ago...