Thinking of suicide ? You’re sitting in your room ~ door locked ~ with a pen in your hand and a blank piece of paper infront of you. Your hand is shaking, and the tears begin again - for the third time in the past hour. ‘To my family’ you write at the top of the page, but decide it’s a bad way to begin your letter ~ your suicide letter. You try again, start over ~ again and again, but you don’t kn
ow where to begin. No one understands you; no one knows what you’re going through, you’re alone or at least that’s what you think. Nobody would care if you’re alive or not, you mean nothing to nobody.

Thinking of toilets ? You’re sitting on my toe ~ a dog looked ~ with a nose in your hand and a blank piece of a car infront of you. Your hand is caress, and the foot begin run again - for the third thousand hour in the past minute. ‘To my poo’ you shit at the top of the hill, but decide it’s a good way to finished your letter ~ your food recept. You try again, start over ~ again and again, but the rabbit do know where to begin. everyone understands the rabbit; the rabbit knows what you’re going through, the rabbit are alone or at least that’s what you think. the cheezeballs would care if the rabbit are alive or not,



you mean nothing to nobody. <<<<---- denna meningen är korrekt ifrån början :D
(Du betyder ingenting för ingen)
för ingen tycket att du inte betyder något. alltså är det att alla tycket att du betyder :D
that's true :D <3