once again with nastya...i loved her so i could talk to myself in her company comfortably but i did love her so shes the only person i was comfortable typing to myself in the company there of. even if she dont care about me.....ok enough said. bye OH YEH BUT I FORGET..BETWEEN ME AND FATHER JOE ...WHICH ONE OF US THE REAL NARCISSIST BUT ID FIGURE HE UNDERSTANDS HE IS ONE HENCE ME GETTING ME GETTING THESE EMAILS ....ANYHOW YOU LOST THAT LOVING FEELING. YOU BREAK MY DOWN I TAKE MY FROWN WHICH ONE OF US THE KID CALLED CHARLIE BROWN how ever dirty this life do me i lived typing qwerty right through me. (once again hi to my california sunshine from your bum new yorker). its weird i was able to put it instantly together whether its bum new yorker or new yorker bum. AS FAR AS WORDS GO, I GOT THAT LOVING FEELING oh yeh and pops when you respect yourself you dont prey on nobody elses respect. and believe me what ive lived i respect myself more than plenty now on this whole my death or my fathers or whatever.....coming from youring there in THE MAN BEAUTIFUL MIND....let me put it to you bluntly me and mother are sick both of us might be because of pops but regardless we both sick. only person whos EXISTANT future matters now is my brothers ....so as far as america deciding....NOT TO PLAY HERO HERE...ATLEAST IN MY HEART WHICH TO THIS DAY HAS SOLELY LIVED WITH ONLY FACT........shit man damn its 1:30am and im still awake another late night what can i say i pray and i do ask that i die in peace...otherwise. your romantic says good night folks1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;-)