Thread:Ragna the Bloodedge/@comment-10544474-20140502020336

Why do I still hang out here, wandering around the blogs in search of something to do? Why am I still posting here, hoping that someone might notice this? I'm still an arrogant idiot who doesn't know when to stop. Even if I do come back one day, who will accept me for who I am with open arms? Who would speak to me as if I was a close friend? I just feel as if I'm dead most of the time. In time, I'll just be a memory, cast away and forgotten like the footsteps left behind by another. Today, I cried. I cried once more in a month's time. It's the same old thing over and over and I can't change it. My fate has already been accepted and I can't change it. If I die, then I'm okay with that. I've already caused a lot of mistakes in my life, and even though if it has to be that way, I'll be okay. No one would cry, no one would care, I'm only one person to this world and nothing else. A life lost is equal to several more lives brought into reality. Why do I try for sympathy or pity? It'll never work, but here I am. All I can say is that I'm sorry.

~May 1, 2014. 7:03 PM~PST~ 