I loved

I laughed

I cried

I died

I stole and was stolen from.

I wish not to live in a world where the word borrow equals steal.

I wished to die.

I wished to live.

The reason why I am going to face hell is because I wished for such things. Heaven and hell, why can't there be one place to go rather than to choose between heaven and hell.

To live, to die, to grow flourish and spread.

To cry, fail, laugh, love, a place to rest when times are tough.

A place of comfort to wrap up, if I ever find such a place, I will be happy to live it up.