Dear Mama,
I'm tired, confused, and weak. I am closest to the edge than I have ever been, Mama. I am not sure how much longer I can still hold on. Everything seems to be falling apart, Mama.
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my way of reaching out to my wife....
even if she is already in heaven...
i know that she can read this...
cause maybe... just maybe...
maybe, there's an internet in heaven...
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Why I created this blog....
my way of reaching out to my wife....
even if she is already in heaven...
i know that she can read this...
cause maybe... just maybe...
maybe, there's an internet in heaven...
