What is a book with out a love story, a climax I mean I can't predict the future of these books for gods sake! What is it now... will you continue to read if all I'm doing is writing this for the mere sake of it or maybe just my thoughts. I wish I could tell, maybe it's a cry for help or my brain bursting into a frenzy of thoughts, I don't know. Do you ever get that feeling some times that feeling of isolation or needing someone to talk to I sure as heck do. We live everyday to the fullest or at least attempt to. Long story short I have no actual idea what I'm talking about! But maybe just maybe I'm finally doing something right, that little voice in my head saying "this sucks" when I can't say it out loud is all this is. And once again long story short there is NO book, no thought, no anything! I try to keep it real if ya know what I'm saying. If...

The book ends there, there's nothing more to it I don't know why I wrote there. My mind was so caught up in this thing I was thinking but at the same time I was thinking so many things. I remember writing these and giving up midway, it was a cry for help for needing to be someone or find someone but dear lord who knows, because I sure a hell didn't. I was trying to hard to get a point that I couldn't get through through to all of you guys. I remember it now it was all a dream. I closed my eyes and fell downwards and deeper it got colder and warmer, where was I?