"at the end of the day...no one saves you." luke told me, downing the rest of his drink.
"i feel like dying, Luke."
"then die."
i looked at him from the corner of my eye and then back at the red, neon light at the top of the bar.
it said "open bar" but if i drank enough the words would say "kill yourself".
no one cared. i figured that. luke just told me to die. michael was all out of love for me.
one thing that will always last is...life goes on without me. life will always go on without me.
and maybe that...that was one of the things that hurt most to know. life goes on, people move on, everything continues no matter what you do.
life goes on...you either suffer and move along with it or suffer and let it move along without you.
