mamasgirl1974

She went to heaven on February 25,2010. I know she is in a better place, yet I miss her so. She was loved by many and had a heart as pure as snow. She was my angel on earth now an angel in heaven. She was my best friend up to the end. She gave me life... now I wish it will all end. I am lost without her.... life is meaningless. I know one day we will be together again. My best friend is gone for good... this is the end.

Why do we live just to die? Why do we live to be in pain and hurt so much? Why do we live to be treated bad by the ones we love? Why do we die without knowing love and happiness? Why in death does it cause pain when others hurt the person's loved ones? IF ANYONE has the answer PLEASE let me know?!

It hurts much to not be wanted Mom is dead no one to love me or even care. I just wish I could be locked away somewhere No more pain, No more tears, just only me lost in the sea of black abyss. No way to escape. No way to feel the void of sorrow and despair. I am lost all alone in a universe I call home. I want to be loved, attractive, desired, and know joy. Instead I am hideous, unloved, no joy, no desire. I guess  this is what life has in store for me. Alone in the sea of the dark abyss full of despair and misery.

He orders me to speak and to do household chores. He snaps and points when he wants me to do something. He treats me like a person would their dog, yet I love him so. Dear God, I ask, Why do I love people who treat me bad? Yes he feeds me when he eats and gets me things I need as long as it is under $5. Dear God I ask, Why do I love people who do not love me back? He tickles me and plays around then the next thing I know he is cutting me down. Dear God, I ask, Why do people like to hurt me so? I hope someday you answer me back.  

He loves the sound of his big red machine. He is married to his job, the money, and that big red machine. He wants to have the love of a woman though He is married to his job, he money, and that big red machine. He knows life is lonely yet he is married to his job, the money, and that big red machine. He wants a boy to carry out his legacy yet he is married to his job, the money, and that big red machine. If you ask him he will say " I am married to my job, the money, and that big red machine." What a life he must have as a harvest man married to his job, the money, and loving that big red machine. When he grows old and cannot work an

if i were to die would he miss me? if i were ill would he be there? if i were hurt and in the hospital would he care? if i were crying would he even notice? if i was scared would he comfort me? if i was cold would he hole me? if i was lost would he guide me? If he knew i loved him would he run or would he stay?

if you get this disease i hope you have a cure. if you get this disease i hope you do not suffer in agony. my mom is suffering so that it hurts to see her pain. i hope if you have a loved one with this disease you do not have to see their pain. i hope there is a cure i know there is someone who can figure it out. god i pray, let there be a cure.