Because I moved to NY, and the D needed to be filed in Texas, I can either rely on him or buy a plane ticket.

I am just weary. I am wondering why...for such a long time I did not want this anyway. It is almost like a cruel joke. I don't get it. Why drag it out?

Is God trying to tell me something? Because I think, at this point, the message is getting lost.

Im still standin better than I ever did looking like a true survivor feeling like a little kid Im still standin after all this time and Im picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind..