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Tonight I have made the carndinal sin of hope. I hoped that someone I talked to gave a shit about me, and I was wrong. Life isn't about how much I want to kill myself, it is about how much I might be able to make humanity better. I do not matter. It doesn't matter how much I want to trust a blade into my corrotid and spill my blood all over the floor...what matters how I might make things better for others. It doesn't matter if I am miserable in the process. So I live.

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