I get up every day looking forward to four things: my friends, my girlfriend, my guitar, and love.
The thing with many of us, is that much is expected of us, and yet we don't deliver. My family expects me to be great at whatever I decide to do. But they aren't there to just carry me. All I ask is their support, no matter how ridiculous the cause or intention.
In truth, the older you get, the less you seem to care about things, and have actual fun, rather than temporary enjoyment. I try to defy that. Sure, I have my bad days, and my depressed days, and even my dark days. But I've never once thought that I was so useless, and uncared for, that I would commit suicide.
In short, what keeps me going is the possiblities of what will happen next, and what I can accomplish, with whomever is at my side.
This post has been edited by Greifer: Jan 6 2008, 01:49 AM
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I once saw Phoenix Wright cosplay at JACON... I thought my eyes would shrivel up.
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