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I was reading through some posts, there's a girl named Mary I sort of know and she had one of those stupid drunk driver stories posted. But this one was a little bit different, so I'm going to post it, and then my opinions therein.
"One night a guy and a girl were driving home from the movies. The boy sensed there was something wrong because of the painful silence they shared between them that night. The girl then asked the boy to pull over because she wanted to talk.
She told him that her feelings had changed and that it was time to move on. A silent tear slid down his cheek, and he slowly reached into his pocket and passed her a folded note. At that moment, a drunk driver was speeding down that very same street. He swerved right into the drivers seat, killing the boy. Miraculously, the girl survived. Remembering the note, she pulled it out and read it.
Upon opening it, scribbled in pencil, it read in gentle letters,
Without your love, I would die.
Mary says:
If u would jump in front of a bullet for your girlfriend, boyfriend, x-girlfriend, x-boyfriend, best friend, family member, or just a person u love, then repost this."
I have had a lack of love, not lately, but over the course of a few months. There have only been one or two people I can think of in my life that I would just die without, and I dont think I need to name them because most of you probably could anyway. Some of you go through life having nothing to do with love; hooking up with people and bragging about it. I even did that for a long time.
But when you find true love, and you will at some point; I found mine earlier in my life than most, you'll realize everything you do is stupid and pointless. That's what upset me. I realized a long time ago that just because I dress the way I dress, or listen to this music, or play this instrument, or drive this car, or have this talent...that doesn't mean I am guaranteed to find love ever again. I have already experienced it twice; more than most people ever do.
This depressed me. But what depresses me even more, is that I know I am a great humanitarian. I listen to everyone's stupid problems, even if I dont respect them whatsoever. I even lie to people and tell them how highly I think of them so they wont feel so bad after a breakup or a death. I'd take a bullet for 99% of everyone I've ever met in my life, because I'm at a point in mine where I dont think I'll ever make anything of myself; where I wont ever accomplish the things I study in school or wish for at night when I'm drifting off to sleep.
I dont think I'll ever become something I can even be proud of, since my expectations of myself and everyone are so ridiculously high. Knowing that you, the reader, are likely to be a candidate for someone I would --sacrifice my life for--, and step in front of a car or bullet, could you honestly end YOUR life by doing the same for me?
Do you have enough faith in who I am that perhaps my life will have more meaning than yours? What scares me is, I dont think anyone I know would actually do that.
Just a thought.