So I found this on Yahoo tonight when I got in from church…
[21:37] thevampire_kain: Here I am again…tired from not sleeping…Sad from not loving. I feel miserable again…here on this plane…Here on this earth. I’ve done it again…I stayed out all night. I feel it again…I dred this flight. Why? Because I’m sick…Sick of being owned… I write because I’m sick…Sick of being known. If I was normal…Would she like me the same? If I was just a stock boy…Would she still enjoy my name? I’d like to think she does and would…I believe in her and believe in me she should. I’m gonna lean my head against this window…Close my eyes and go to sleep. I’ll wake up in the next town…With thoughts beyond deep. The days will go by as I will just act. As the days go by I can only look back…At the good times…the fun. At the bad times…the fun
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How come all the weirdo’s use yahoo and why do they message me?