Living is hard. No chances given to anyone. It seems we all ask fro death as if it's a blessing. This group? It has no definition. It is what you make it. It goes to show, there are some choices you were given to make.
I am one of the people who doesnt hang out a lot of the time. I am one of the people who will hang back from the crowd. I am one of the people who is so twiztid in the head that you know you want to add him and talk to him.