|Location||Stuck in a cemetery called body|
|Member Since||Sep 29, 2011|
life ... A word made up of 4 letters, simple, but plays a big role . I once had a great life, full of Happeness . I had my bffs who I loved with all my heart. But as they once came into my life, they left leaving behind a big mess for me to pick up . At that time, I realized that my life was no more significant then dust on an empty shelf. After several foolish suicidal attempts, I became bold , careless about people around me; they all left me and I was once again sitting in that lonely corner of the classroom. As time passed, I thought that maybe there was a reason for all of this. After all, I'm still part of humanity and a piece of God's creation. just one question was left unanswered: What's the reason for me?