Love, someone who cares

Hey you! yes you. the one with the pill bottle or the loaded pistol in you hand. can you stop for a second and think abolut what you are doing? that bullet will create a hole in your head and that rope will turn your face a cold gray. so, whats the problem? too much work? parents a pain? did you get dumped? is it really worth losing a great future over, whatever it may be? right now you may not think so but ten years down the road when you hold your first child in your arms will your feel the same way? i\'m not going to sugarcoat it. your parents might be jerks and you might be under to much pressure but is it really worth finding out what happens when you die? if you really wana shallow those pills or drink that bleach it doesnt really seem like your thinking this through enough. i\'ve been where you are. life is a game show sometimes you get a big boat and sometimes you only get a crummy car wash. but all you can do is spin the wheel again and hope for a better prize. and you cant say no one loves you because i love you. with all the love some one can have. so drop that murderer in your hand what ever it may be and know you\'ll be okay. things always are.
love,
someone who cares