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I don't know, I just don't know. I feel like crying, the tears are there but what for? It's been like this for ages now and nothing makes sense. One day, I'm happy with not a care in the world and now here, typing away my feelings in hope someone will reach out. But I know no one will.

You know the saying "You never really live until you realize you are going to die"? I know I'm going to die, everyone on this planet will die someday but with nothing to leave behind. No one will know my name for I lived a common life with common thoughts and common actions. A gravestone will have my name and that's it. Nothing else.

My family and friends will be devastated sure, but I just don't know. The worst part is people telling me to get over it. Why? They don't understand and neither do I. How do you fix that? I don't want to feel suicidal but I can't prevent the feeling. It's like holding back a laugh until your stomach starts hurting and eventually you have to give in.

I have no idea what I'm doing here but I don't think anybody else does. Someone just has to admit it. I read a quote once when I was a kid "We live alone, We die alone. Everything else is just an illusion." it used to keep me up at night. As a kid I was happy. I was open. I was curious. But I'll tell you this: I knew when it was ending. I was overwhelmed with sadness when I realized that I was going to change, and that it was all most likely going to get worse, like a nostalgia for the present. I couldn't shake it.

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I don't know, I just don't know. I feel like crying, the tears are there but what for? It's been like this for ages now and nothing makes sense. One day, I'm happy with not a care in the world and now here, typing away my feelings in hope someone will reach out. But I know no one will.

You know the saying "You never really live until you realize you are going to die"? I know I'm going to die, everyone on this planet will die someday but with nothing to leave behind. No one will know my name for I lived a common life with common thoughts and common actions. A gravestone will have my name and that's it. Nothing else.

My family and friends will be devastated sure, but I just don't know. The worst part is people telling me to get over it. Why? They don't understand and neither do I. How do you fix that? I don't want to feel suicidal but I can't prevent the feeling. It's like holding back a laugh until your stomach starts hurting and eventually you have to give in.

I have no idea what I'm doing here but I don't think anybody else does. Someone just has to admit it. I read a quote once when I was a kid "We live alone, We die alone. Everything else is just an illusion." it used to keep me up at night. As a kid I was happy. I was open. I was curious. But I'll tell you this: I knew when it was ending. I was overwhelmed with sadness when I realized that I was going to change, and that it was all most likely going to get worse, like a nostalgia for the present. I couldn't shake it.