by sasukeluver » Wed Dec 07, 2011 4:19 pm
angela sighed. "my mom died a year ago. my dad is too busy at work to care. that's why i'm so rich. he shipped me out here and gives me a few thousand a month." she said quietly.
yeah, i smile....but inside, i am
dying.
i am writing a song titled: how many times can a heart break
songs already written: when your life ends, amazing, who i am,
i used to be no one cares.
please click

just when you think you'll be okay...something comes and takes it away
(quote from a song i'm writing)