Every time you think you have something to hang onto...the rug's pulled right from under your feet.
I just don't understand...how much worse does it have to get to start to get better?
More importantly...why do the terrible things always happen to the good people?
The pain I feel isn't only my own...and yet, when I think about it, I feel like crying. All I can do is try to help. Whether it works or not, that's not my decision...and what side effects it will yield, well...those are devestating as well...
Apparently, being a good person in this world is highly discouraged...
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