Living Hell, by LaShawnna Subscribe to rss feed for LaShawnna

I feel too much pain I wanna get this over with, so I'll be
free at last.I live in this living hell that consumes me
every day.I'm stuck and theres no way of getting out unless
I end it here and now, I hate my life it means nothing to
me, I'd rather die then live another day in this living
hell.So I take the gun and pressed it to my head, then with
one squeeze of the trigger I am dead. 
  
Posted: 2005-10-30 16:29:26 UTC

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