I messed up everything and anything. everyone tells me its not my fault, but their lying. I was told I was a Dimond but in reality I'm a crumpled piece of paper in a trash bin heading towards the landfill. this is a possible-- goodbye? maybe not- because I heat up quick, but cool down quicker-- my life's on hold for a couple minutes. ill shut up, this isn't helping my enemy teensy problems that dont f#ckn matter to anyone.