• Another tear shed to add to my collection. I'm glad things are finally cleared up. I only wish I had my mp3 to listen to. I only wish I could walk away my sadness head banging to my favorite song. Oh well, I must hide, more like contain my despair within these walls. Slowly I sit on the floor in front of my closet door wondering who will come to comfort me but of course its is no one. Now I listen as they try to enter my locked room. I should start believing in omens because everything started malfunctioning today. I should know better than hope for things but I have not felt hatred in so long that it almost seem strangely wrong but I know that if i fill my heart with hatred their would be no room left for hope to creep in thus proving that no matter what happens my heart won't be crushed with false hope instead it would harden with hatred and the harder something is the better it is to withstand natural disaster that false hope and broken promises bring.