I'm not scared of dying. It's just never ending blackness, nothingness... It's nothing. Nothing to feel, think, do, say, be, see, know, nothing at all. I fear much more the torture it would be for those still in the colorful world. Those still breathing and thinking and feeling. Because they would hurt. And I can't do that to them. I can't do something that, doesn't even really matter to me, when it matters a lot to others. I don't want to die. No... I just find life utterly useless and unimportant. There's no real reason to go, but not any reason to stay. Stay, for others. To save them from the pain.

"Does this darkness have a name? This cruelty, this hatred. How did it find us? Did it steal into our lives, or did we seek it out and embrace it? What happened to us, that we now send our children into the world, like we send young men to war, hoping for their safe return? But knowing that some will be lost along the way. When did we lose our way, consumed by the shadows swallowed whole by the darkness. Does this darkness have a name? Is it your name?" - One Tree Hill.
This episode make me cry....
Uhm. Yeah...
So. I don't really have anything to say. So... :)
Bye bye.

It's kind of funny, how you can tell people you're happy and fine, and they don't doubt it. Even if it takes you 10+ minutes to make yourself say it.

Sorry I kinda don't come around here anymore.
Things have been rather bleh lately.
But I dunno.
I don't do any homework. Because I'm always with other people. Because I don't want to be alone. Because alone I have to face things....
Alone I think, and I feel.
I don't know. I just don't know anything anymore.
Plus, I don't have time for this...
Soooooooooooooooooooo...
Yepp.
I'll do this some other time.
Bye bye.