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Sometimes I think about all of the shit that's happened to me and wonder if it's the universe's way of telling me that I deserve it, that I'm better off dead. Other times, I wish I was dead.
I do wish I was dead, but I keep on living for those who keep on living for me. Death seems like an easy way out, but no one knows what's on the other side.
I'm not afraid of dying, I'm afraid of being lost to time, never to be remembered. Death is forever, the memory of you is not.
I don't know who needs to hear this, but you deserve to live, as I do too.
Keep on living for me, as I keep on living for you.