Me too, what's crackalackin?

same on this end
What's goin on?

I am sorry to hear that you feel so bad. Trust me, it will get better. That is what I hold onto when I am at my lowest. I know that it will pass and I will see the light at the end of the tunnel.

May your God help you to find your strength

We are listening!!!!! Talk!!

i just have nothing going my gf is stressing me out i have no money no job cant see a doc. nothing to eat and im staying at my parents house but my dad drinks alot it just so overwelming

Words and Lyrics by Linkin Park

Given Up

Wake in a sweat again
Another day's been laid to waste
In my disgrace
Stuck in my head again
Feels like I'll never leave this place
There's no escape

I'm my own worst enemy

I've given up, I'm sick of feeling
Is there nothing you can say?
Take this all away, I'm suffocating
Tell me what the puck is wrong with me

I don't know what to take
Thought I was focused, but I'm scared
I'm not prepared
I hyperventilate
Looking for help, somehow, somewhere
And no one cares

I'm my own worst enemy

I've given up, I'm sick of feeling
Is there nothing you can say?
Take this all away, I'm suffocating
Tell me what the puck is wrong with me

Put me out of my misery!
Put me out of my misery!
Put me out of my
Put me out of my pucking misery!

I've given up, I'm sick of feeling
Is there nothing you can say?
Take this all away, I'm suffocating
Tell me what the puck is wrong with me

here's another song for ya...

"the hustle"
-g. love & special sauce

Well its a hustle, its a hustle every day of life,
And its enough to keep your head above the water, see.
It seems the older I get the more freedom I have,
But everything is complicated to me.

Responsibilitys parkin?,
Take the stress, oh my god, get off my back before I snap and break.
Know I gots to elevate. Rob my fate.
Take it to the highest when i'm rhyming
The city streets, the rhythms from my freaky sneaks, sneaky freaks,

Stoppin by the diner
To recharge my cells.
Get with the bros and have a couple laughs.
Take a long drive, cause Im still alive,
And if the pressure didnt get me then, wont get me now.
Stay high as the sky and bust the fuck out.

cause playin is a hustle,
Runnin is a hustle.
Everythings a hustle but love.
Livin is a hustle when youre workin every muscle,
and youre just tryin to keep you head up.
Keep your head up, ohh.

Hah.
Dig.
The music is the thing that always made me high.
And its the warmth that left the light that never told no lies,
And its the feeling in my heart
And the tear in my eye
And the chill in my spine
And the freedom on my mind.
And its the moment that I get you know youll get me back.
And if ya ever bought for something then Ill pay ya back.
But if I ever did you wrong, then forgive me,
But please dont put no evil on me
Cause Im just another brother from a father and mother
Trying to make my way in the world, ya see.

Livin is a hustle, playin is a hustle.
Everythings a hustle but love.
Livin is a hustle when youre workin every muscle, and youre just tryin to keep your head up.
Keep your head up, ohh.

so here's some love for ya...

On a serious side, if you've heard that song, it's a real pump up for a good workout! You see, you need to find some positive outlet for getting rid of the funk you are in. Find something from which to draw upon another side of life that is lighter...I know it's tough to do at first, but you have to say to yourself that 'this is NOT what your life is about, you will NOT let the little things grab hold and rule YOUR life...' You musn't forget YOU are in control, you decide how you should feel or how your life will be ran...I know that God is watching over us, but He is the one that gave us all that magical Power of Choice! The Choice to be happy or to cry over spilled milk...so therefore, you must make the decision whether or not to cry over the spilled milk, or to clean it up and carry on as if it was only a bump in the road of life!

Peace and Good Faith unto you!