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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