March 17, 2004
When I think about it, I've never really been alone. I've always been able to fall back on my family, my friends, hell, even school. There's always been somewhere to go back to. But to be utterly alone… with no one, no one recognizing your existence…. That's pain beyond what I dare to imagine. It would be stealing away your very reason for living… Why do we exist? That answer might be closer than we think. See, we exist for the people important to us. As long as there're people who'll mourn at my funeral… I'll try not to die.