dont live to fast
i bet nobody knows what its like to hold your best friend for an hour on your bed,arms wrapped around their chest and literally feeling their pain seeping through their heart in your hands leading to your chest, as they cry unable to talk clearly because the pain is too unbearable.i do anything for my friends,those who im really close to always feel my love even if their to embarrassed to show that they hurt,im always here.I know what its like to feel numb and useless,like no one matters with the exception of few people,dragging around wondering why you even bother with societies "daily" life, wishing,hoping ,and wondering all at the same time what it would be like to lay rotting under the earth.i know my friends,and when one of my friends is deeply depressed,i can feel it.its almost as equivellant as setting 45"lbs of stone on your chest.not a good feeling.But to feel my friends tears drop on my skin,fuck man that killed me.i didnt want to let go,i wanted to assure him everyting would be alright but some how i myself couldnt speak because i know exactly how he feels.Every word he said,it was amazing how much of those feeling i had when i was a tad younger (not by much however).i guess i have just adapted to the numbness and the hatefullness in this world,i have become sick of peoples bullshit and have just learned that helping my friends with their problems makes me feel like i have a purpose.a sense of worth i suppose.so if You are reading this (you know who you are you came to my house today) remember that i always care for you,i will always enjoy your company,i will always be here for you no matter what,dont ever forget that you may have the world as your enemy,but im still here,always have been, always will be.