im not asking for alot just someone I can love and trust but thats asking to much when you left in the middle of the night it left me with a heavy chest and so many emotions I had to compress that i never got to address we thought you were dead for six months think what that does to ones head while your laying in bed we searched in dumpsters and alleys everyday and night hoping and praying you would be alright I got issues but no need for tissues my only issue is how you think your the best but you act just like the rest I suffer with a smile on my face because im trying not to be a disgrace and fit your mold of a master race she says she gave me everything the only she gave me was ptsd now im out here smoking trees trying to coup with the mental disease