Writing saves my life. Every time.
I wish I could say I have this-- my best friend wasn't a girl, it was my dad -- and he's no longer here. What in the world do I do? I've lost my mind without you.
This quote has been on my mind for a while. Can anyone really make you feel alone? Or do you already feel this way and occasionally encounter those that reinforce that emptiness? Everything you feel, think and see is already within you, attributing it to another person is merely a denial of yourself to yourself.