Friday, July 13, 2007
This is why I am 27 and live alone and don't even have anything on the horizon. All I want to do is help people. I don't expect anything in return but for some reason that isn't even good enough. Why couldn't I have been born in the 1920's? Why do I have to be this way?
I realize that all I have to offer, no one is interested in. As a result, my life is pointless. I don't understand why God created me..... I feel like I'm nothing more than a waste of space. My goal is to make people happy but I can only accomplish the opposite.
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