Do you ever find yourself wondering is life even worth livng for? I ask myself this question everyday but alot more often in the past week. I give myself reasons why I should still be alive, My family loves me... not many friends not particularily good at anything, right now I'm thinking nobody will read this whats the point of even writing it, just getting it out I guess -_-
I'm sure everybody asks themselves would it make a diffrence if i died.
I'm jealous of all those happy people with alot of fiends or a very close few, the ones who are good at at something other than brooding, I'm so pathetic I cant even suck it up and move on.