Sometimes I say to myself... I really don't get humanity. i tell everyone i dont care i tell them why? i tell everyone i didn't know everyone says cheer up its not a problem try and convince myself but the whole world is a liar i've forgotten how be real but i still . i still want everyday i cried but no one saw and I am so redundent and irrelevent to my own counselor treated ?? indifferent?? when you know she is not worth seeing again, i still go back inner carving spew where will our memories resided positive or negative? i'll miss me, not you. and that's the reason i cant move on.