it's where?

i've cried for hours and there is not one thing solved.

There is no way to figure "it" out

There is no right answer, only possibilities

To say I wish i was dead is so dramatic but I do... (insert bawling session)

when it is over, it is just that. Even my 11 year old nephew knows that.

so for it to be over... 

i feel tormented by myself.

if I just left this... would it be so bad. 

for the people that know me, it would just hurt for a day or two or a week, but then. really, it would be over. and i would be over. and i don't know if I care anymore.

i'ts a new day, it's a new dawn. i just don't I care.

who cares.

why care.

really.

~ele

How do I feel about "it"....

"it" is different now...
"it" has not been easy...
"it" is almost too late to hope anymore...
"it" is going too fast...


"it" is still all good.


39 is going to be an "it" is all good year.

~ele