Dear Dwight, Today once again I write to you eighteen years after I first laid pen to paper to ask you how you were able to be so positive, optimistic and upbeat about life after all the things that you had been threw in your life. I was so closed in, it was writing to you I found my only release, you just don’t know how much I appreciate you. I wrote the first few letters believing...
So I was angry over NOthing!!!
So for the past few days I have been so angry, I YET AGAIN did something for someone that didn’t deserve anything. I for two months knew that this wasn’t a good idea, I sat with it worked over it, smelled how terrible it smelled (the person that is) and I knew that it probably needed to end. So after two long months of the worst GOD AWEFUL body odor, stank breath, cleaning the Hell...