I killed myself

A flair for the dramatic can cause one to feel as though they are dead when they are truly more alive than most. Surely you feel the pangs of despair or you wouldn't try to reconnect. I've felt like you do -- I still do, kind of -- and I think it's because of a feeling of loneliness. I tend to blame others for cheapening love, and others see me as one who has forsaken love. That's the worst spot to be in: just absurdly viewed as one who has forsaken love. Then you're like Atlas with the world on his shoulders. But you haven't forsaken love. My kind of love forgives you, even if other people would act like you've just fucked up forever just so they can get their rocks off on having it all.

 

Tough times don't last
Tough people do

Things will get better, ur not fucked

 

there was a time I was shot at, went through the b-pillar into the cabin, and into the stereo system (fucked it up). When they did the forensics on of the bullet paths would have had to gone straight thru my head based on the angle and shit. Thing is, I never heard a a gunshot, I heard the window shatter, there were several shots fired but I didn't hear any of them. When I got out and seen the bullet holes then I knew.

Did I die that day, am I a ghost....things changed since that event