Is it not good enough a reason to live on knowing that there are people in this world who care about you and love you? I guess not. Sometimes you just cant feel it even though you know they are there. Just like when there can be so many people around but you still feel alone. How much can someone love you anyway?
So what is it that keeps you going? To go through the same routine, face the people that you cant get along with, do the things you dread doing. I dont know how I survived or what I survived on. I know that death is always lurking round the corner, I've walked near and away. Then I guess you all were at the back of my mind, along with the rest of the world. I may be weak-willed but I try to tell myself that there has to be more. I wish now that you can think the same. Please dont give up.