I pray, to what I don't know, but for....what I pray for? I wish I could say I pray for beautiful things like patients good hair, or good will toward my fellow man....but I don't, I'm to angry...to broken to hope those things aren't myths...I know they are actually....so I pray for sanity to last an solace form the world.....and I find myself laughing behind my hands at my hopes for everything to end
((Open RP, be the boy. PLZ GIVE CREDIT!)) I ran into the room where my best friend lied, he had attempted suicide that night when his brother found him close to death.. I began to bawl. "Please be ok!" I cried.