AussieTex

   As the last cups where collected and trash ready to be thrown out, the priest looked up and smiled, his dove grey eyes lighting up with mirth as he pushed his greying blonde hair out of his face as he looked at the youth who had been so generous with his time the last few years.   "Jimmy, thank you so much for your help today, running this free breakfast thing is great but the setting up and the pack up can be a real pain." the priest admitted.   "It's no problem, Father Abel-" Jimmy began.   "But do you really think that helping out an old geezer and a priest none the less, is the best way for a fourteen year old man to spend his ti

Hidden Pain I never asked for this, why would I? Why would I ask for this agony? Sure I could get rid of this pain but what would that make me? I know what it would make me. It would make me a horrible, ghastly person who hurts others in order to help herself. And I just can't do that; I won't hurt my friend to make me feel better. I'm that friend who you can always rely on. I will listen to you're problems and try to help you fix them. If you need someone to lean on I always have a spare shoulder and if you need to cry I will hold you until they stop. I'm that friend who doesn't care what you did, I'll support you. My loyalty to my