:cry: these sentences describe my feelings so well right now: Cupido caeda et necari. Teneo cupiditas mortem. Mors ultima linea rerum est. Cogito ergo doleo. Cursum perficio. Venio selume proferre. Venio ad Insulam. My latin buddies will understand. If you don't understand what it says, dont bother to translate, it's not worth anybody's time. @syiah - sorry for 'borrowing' one of your lines, it just suits me so well now.
Ester: Cupio te vivire. Neceris. Quaeso, tempto non tenere cupiditas mortis. Te amo! :hug: Things will get better. This will pass.
Apologiae, Mea culpa :cry: Cupido venire ad Insulam. Mors requirit venire. Requirio mortem. Mors me liberabit. Pax Vobiscum.
Non arbitraris correcte. Apologiae, sed mors non est libertas. Cognosco vitam non es amari. Sed est viviri. Te Amica, Syiah
ah sorry bout that Mal. I just.... urgh dunno... it's so hard and I'm getting worse and worse day by day and having people worry over me the way they do isn't exactly helping, more like making me feel more and more guilty every day :sad: I just don't know how much longer I can cope. it's like.. there will be a day that I'm just gone.. :dry:
