I'm a sick person. Horribley sick and twisted. I get happiness from helping other people. How awful. But, this doesn't matter to all you people, now does it? It matters to one person right now. The one person I am trying my hardest to help. And dernnit I love her. I want to her to get through all this crap. If she doesn't, I will feel just awful and guilty like I could have done more. BUt, I truly do want her to get through all this. Not so I will feel good about hellping someone, but so SHE will feel better. So yeah, there's my nice little deep journal entry for a while. I love you Elizabeth. ~R
Ironic Karma · Mon May 21, 2007 @ 05:55am · 16 Comments |