| | I went and visited Charlies grave today...drank some Faygo...cried.
Cried a lot. For a lot of different reasons. Yelled at God. Asked a lot
of questions to Charlie and God. Didn't get any answers. I think I'm
going to go to a park now and yell at God some more. Maybe he was
embarrassed to answer because of Charlie. But I want to go to
sleep...and I don't want to wake up for a few years. After everyone has
forgotten about me, and doesn't care anymore. Then maybe I can sell all
my stuff, get as much money as I can, and just leave. Get in my old ass
car, and just leave. Just drive and drive. And when I get tired, sleep.
Then drive. See Canada. And Mexico. Then Canada again.
Maybe then I'll get my answers from God. |
| | Posted 2/10/2006 12:16 AM - 81 Views - 2 eProps - 1 Comment
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