The reason i stay up every night trying to find a better way to tell my friends I love them or I care about them; is that I have felt pain like none of them and I try to drag them away from feeling it. I went through deaths, break ups, suicides, and hatred. I can still feel the cold hands of my girlfriend at the time and trying to revive her. I try my best to bring my friends joy, but they notice I do it for everyone. Even though it brings me pain either from bullies or from them leaving my life for all my work. I'm still glade that I had saved one more life then let fall. Even though I can stop but I would see more tragedies than feelings. I think if i honestly would stop everything would fall down around me and there would be more caskets than text, pictures, book bags , and even shoes.
