if I were to die, the people close to me would mourn for maybe a week and then move on. I haven't really made enough of an impact in any person's life to warrant leaving a dent. Lord knows I want to. I try to help people, but I can't, we just talk. Nobody gets better. And shit, if they did, they wouldn't need me any more. It's more procrastination than anything else. I'm fast coming to the conclusion that the only help is in death. I just wish I could let go. Sorry if you wasted your time reading this. I just wanted to put it in writing.