Why does everyone leave?? You meet people you absolutely ADORE! You go through life with them and then suddenly they're gone. Then time goes by..The hours, the days, the months and eventually it will be the years to be counted. Gone! And eventually no one will even care; maybe they'll even forget. But not I. And not only does this happen once. But it happens again, and again...and again. It's weird how another's death can make us want to experience our own. But you get help for that. And I did; I found someone who really, really helped me. But wait! Sorry! They leave too; maybe not in the same manner, but it may as well have been. Well. Fuck that. Fuck leaving. Fuck everything.