|Current mood:|| okay|
|Current music:||Darkness- Disturbed|
You wonder, sometimes, what your life is, really, when it comes down to it. Is it really worth it, making friends, only to lose everything? Is it worth it, feeling anything, when those feelings tear you apart until you're worthless? Is it worth understanding anything, or does it just make it hurt all that much more?
I'm not sure anymore.
...I was mad at him before, but I guess it takes a good friend to make you think about these things. So Keylon, if you ever read this entry, I'm sorry for being so hostile. You're a great person, and I hope that you'll keep writing, despite whether or not we talk anymore. Thanks for being there for me.