WARNING: PERSONAL OPINIONS AND VIEWPOINTS.
it's got me thinking. i know this is such a horrible subject, and i don't really like thinking about it, but...it's just...i don't really know. some want to bring about a premature death. it just takes away so much from everything, you know? like you brought half of everyone/everything you inspired with you to the grave and those who have been robbed never fully heal. i dunno if i could understand those who don't have anything and believe their life is a waste, but i could never understand those who belong to something, such as a family, and have people who rely on them be drenched in unbelievable grief because of you and your selfish desire to be dead. man...i feel like a terrible person.

i want to understand what goes through them everyday and why they decided that certain fate. i want to heal them, i want to be able to cry their tears and bear their weight. i want to lift their burdens and i want to wrap them in my arms. i want to reassure them that i could be there for them, even though everything they knew wasn't.

dear mr. gaskarth, i am unbearably sorry too. i wish i could understand. i am so, so sorry.
with all sincere and due respect, renee p.