… once a greenham, always a greenham …

we were the best of friends. yes, were. no longer do we spend friday nights staying up all night and bitching about life while trying to drink our troubles away. i still remember, fairly vividly, how we used to be. we shared every success… every sorrow… every pain… and every scar. when the school discovered… Continue reading … once a greenham, always a greenham …

My Journal

Alot of people may have the warmth of a loved one to keep them alive, but I am afraid I am not one of those people. The only warmth I feel is hate. Hate for those who disrespect those who I respect; for those that have little or no respect for females.

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Worries upon worries, protecting you from pain Absorbing what you caused, so misery won’t remain I’ve bled, I’ve cried; tears were shed for YOU! But there’s been a change of heart, to grayest clouds of blue