what’s the point of staying alive when no one loves me except the people obligated to and the people i love leave me behind? i fail at everything, i’m always in the way, always a burden. now i just pray for an accident. praying i’ll bleed out and just go.
because there is always love and kindness in this world. there will always be another album to listen to. more cats to pet. more soup to eat. more people to hold and kiss. there is still time.