except my life In high school I couldn't wait to get out. In college I couldn't wait to get out. Any job I've had, I couldn't wait to get out. Well, I'm out. Now what? Not too long ago I got myself a job almost entirely for the purpose of quitting. I had bands. We've played our last shows. I've had girlfriends, we had our last kiss. I've said goodbye to everything, but there is nothing new to replace what I had. I was so happy for everything I've known to end, but my life continues. I've never truly been happy my entire life, and to do something that might bring me happiness, well how do you do something you cannot even conceive of? Nothing to look forward to. Nothing to live for. I used to live soley for the girls that I've been with. All through high school I would make my girlfriend my entire life to escape my own pain. I could get another girlfriend but I'm sure I'd just make her my life again. I want to be able to live for myself, I just can't conceive of what that would look like. I have no reasons I can tell myself are worth continuing on for. When people ask why do you stay, lately my answer has been SF :cry:. Is that really all I can say that I'm sticking around for?