Today I'm comming to you with my complains again... You know, sometimes I'm dreaming about the world without money, alcohol, drugs, pain, problems, pretenders, liers, loosing people we love and these all things which make us weak and which are pushing us from the highest mountains without rope. It sucks because when we are falling we feel that no one will catch us, help us or save us. Sometimes it makes us really angry or sad, but than we've got this one pearson which is looking for us from heaven - God - hes makes everything easier, but we have to try to trust him and in the end of the day he saves us. In heaven there's no falling, nobody's hurting great huh?
