Ever just wonder why, why in the fuck do I even get up at all... what is the fucking point? I know I sound like an emo bitch right now, but I am so sick of it all....I hate my day's, I hate my nights... I miss my wife, I miss my old life god damnit I hate what I have become... If i wasn't afraid of dying I would of have already done it a long long time ago....~end rant.