Well it happened. I lost the person I loved the most.. the only person I could truly stand. The only friend I truly had. The person who knows me best. He’s gone I lost him. I know I could probably get through this if I had more people in my life but I really don’t. It’s all so pointless now. It was before but now I really have no one. I wish I had the strength to either live or kill myself but I don’t have either so now to sit here and rot in this inbetween state of not living but not being dead.