You can fade into a ripple..not take from my work..please.

That girl I know seems sorta sad.

I don't know how to deal well with anger.

Nothing is free and money doesn't grow on trees.

It seems that the man who hurt me was the only one who could heal me.

Today I am inspired very little.

Imagine getting your money act together.

I like Obama.

Money should matter less, so distress would go down a bit.

Some tough decisions are finally made for me.

Perhaps I should become a Budhist.

Okay damn it, please leave me a comment.

LEAVE THE WORLD YOU ONCE KNEW BEHIND YOU.

Truth be it that I am done with "TRUTH"