The reason I live is because somebody I know or don’t know in the future needs me to. I think about suicide because death is easy. Giving up and just failing are also easy. But I think about the people who are worse off than me, and I want to do everything I can to help them. Honestly, I think the world and life are stupid. A stupid, unfair, nonsense game I don’t really want to play. It’s not important to me. But what is important to me is being there for someone in their darkest hour of need.Â
I’m sad I can’t make friends that well, […]