that he was a huge transmittor..

and I was a receiver..

he had a shotgun...in his hands..

he had 6 other handguns

he.. was a tall man.... 6'5"

he explained.. that...

i am an innocent.. at 52.. that I am the most non-jaded.. spirtual.. kindest... sweetest person..

and for that reasn..

he only hurt me " a little "

then.. after hours.. and hours..

I was

allowed

to

go

home

but

he

had

my

car

license

plate

number

and

he

could

find

me

anytime

he

wanted

the world.. is cruel

the world .. is terrible

I do not

undetsand

why

I

was

born...

there is no beauty... there is no joy... there is no.. nothing..

pain... is all there is....