No hope, no love, nothing to say but hello from the bottom of my worhtless brain. letting the fingers do the typing as I wallow in self-despair. No idea on what to write, similiar to life past this month. vacation's nice until it becomes poison that slowly seeps you of strength and vigor. Hope you fare4d better as the walls begin crumbling down on me. can i blame myself for such a low?unfortuantely, yes. Hello again to you and yours.If you have read this, you're probably one of the more priviledged people in this merciless world.
P.S. God is with you. I wish I feel the same for me.