everrgreenn
well
- Nov 24, 2018
- 20
it's been quite awhile since i've been on, two months i think?
it's not like i'm used to it or anything since the last time i was here was one of my firsts.
a lot has changed though and i'm not entirely sure how to feel about it.
i've made a new friend, someone who now may have already grown to be my best friend.
in the time that i've known him though, i feel like i've began to neglect all my other friends.
the thing is, he's a friend that i only know online so all our conversations are mainly over call in our free time.
because of this, i haven't found the time to catch up with my other online friends and even some friends that i know in person.
i can now hardly stand the thought of what i'm doing, i hate myself for leaving these people.
i feel like i need to make a choice between my old friends or my new friends.
other than that, i've still thought about killing myself more often that i'd like to admit.
some days though, i'm too sacred of missing life.
that worries me.
i want to go, don't i?
but there's so much to do and so much to see.
but do i really want to do and see all of it?
i can't decide.
is my life worth living?
i don't know
is my life worth ending?
i don't know
it's not like i'm used to it or anything since the last time i was here was one of my firsts.
a lot has changed though and i'm not entirely sure how to feel about it.
i've made a new friend, someone who now may have already grown to be my best friend.
in the time that i've known him though, i feel like i've began to neglect all my other friends.
the thing is, he's a friend that i only know online so all our conversations are mainly over call in our free time.
because of this, i haven't found the time to catch up with my other online friends and even some friends that i know in person.
i can now hardly stand the thought of what i'm doing, i hate myself for leaving these people.
i feel like i need to make a choice between my old friends or my new friends.
other than that, i've still thought about killing myself more often that i'd like to admit.
some days though, i'm too sacred of missing life.
that worries me.
i want to go, don't i?
but there's so much to do and so much to see.
but do i really want to do and see all of it?
i can't decide.
is my life worth living?
i don't know
is my life worth ending?
i don't know