Crying in the car at the Vally Mall sucks. Everyone walking by things that you are crazy. They don't know that you miss something like hell and you dont know what it is or that you want to end all of this. All the pain.
I think of heaven a lot now. I think of apartment 126.5 a lot too. I picture me there. Happy. Alone. Free. Pretty curtains in the windows. Pretty wallpaper. Laughing and smiling.
I want to go there. Just run away. Run away from everything. End all of this here.
That would be heaven to me. Being free is heaven to me
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