I just…I don’t know anymore. Life is so difficult. I want to end it so bad. Who would care? Only a hand full of people, that’s who. Not really anyone would care. I’d be old news in a few days. That’s what I feel like right now. There is no purpose in life for me. I am nothing to the world. I have so many dreams and goals for the future, but who cares? I can’t achieve them with this horrible pain in my heart. Not just my heart, but my soul. I am nothing. Worthless. I would die for anyone, I try so hard to help anyone I can. I help people with their problems as much as I can. I am a friend to everyone, but…maybe I just want a little love back. I try to ignore this empty feeling, but it’s becoming something I can’t handle anymore and I fear it will soon affect everyone I love. Maybe I should just end it, but I don’t want to, but it’s what I believe is best. I just don’t know.