Hey everyone, not much has changed since my last post which is why I haven't updated. Most of you all know whats going on anyways. If you don't know then basically it means we haven't talked in a privte setting for a long time. And now I leave you with this music video.
That poem reflects how my life is right now. If you have anything that may be helpful, or just want to let me know you are praying for me then please comment me. I need all the help, all the love that I can get.
Today was a bitter/sweet day for me, It was my 17th birthday. However it was the last day that i would walk through CCAs doors as a student. I seriously almost cried as I waslked out, and i did cry later becuse i was just reading what you guys wrote in my yearbook. I just saw how many and how much you guys love me, so alost of the tears were happy tears. I really hope to visit you guys alot next year, and I really want to talk to you guys. For all ya'll who do not know my cell phone number is 607-342-0860. I would love to hear from you, and I am availible to talk 24/7!!! Ok i guess thats all, oh I will be haveing a birthday party soon. I'm not sure when, the whole 11th and 10th grade class is invited. More information will be avaible soon.
~T.J.
****Update**** I would like to point out that I made the post late at night and still thought it was the 7th, which is my birthday. ****/Update****
Amour de sensation de la volonté I Étant offre comme une colombe Quelque chose détruire les larmes Les larmes de toutes ces années horribles quelque chose inciser par cela foncé Est quelque chose essuyer loin la marque de toutes années des larmes car j'écoute cependant mes oreilles un certain morceau brillant d'espoir il ce qui j'essaye de consacrer quand je le coupe est hors de la crainte car je cache la terreur des années qui ont causé mes larmes Si seulement je pourrais trouver l'amour d'essai l'amour comme offre comme colombe
As i sit the dark consuming my every though. Not able to find a light. Scars going deeper and deeper, with the loneliness eating away at every bit of life that i have left. Pourquoi est-ce que je ne peux pas être ai aimé ? Continuing on is continuously gets harder and harder. What is there to fight for? Where is that award? There are terrible thoughts going through my head, hardening my heart every minuet. Where is the hope, were is the companionship? Pourquoi est-ce que je ne peux pas être ai aimé ? Is life worth all this pain? As the darkness finishes its last run, no light in sight. It ends there is no countinuation, no part two just this. A lonely person crying in the dark. Pourquoi m'avez-vous laissé ? Pourquoi est-ce que je ne peux pas être ai aimé ?
