It's not suicide if you're already dying

Lost in the darkness, hoping for a sign
Instead there is only silence,
Can't you hear my screams?
Never stop hoping,
Need to know where you are
But one thing's for sure,
You're always in my heart

I'll find you somewhere
I'll keep on trying until my dying day
I just need to know whatever has happened,
The truth will free my soul

Lost in the darkness, try to find your way home
I want to embrace you and never let you go
Almost hope you're in heaven so no one can hurt your soul
Living in agony 'cause I just do not know
Where you are

- Within Temptations, Somewhere

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:)

Love isn't easy, it's damn hard - makes me go through things that I've hoped I never have to.

But maybe that's what it all comes down to. Love, not as a surge of passion, but as a choice to commit to something, someone, no matter what obstacles or temptations stand in the way. And maybe making that choice, again and again, day in and day out, year after year, says more about love than never having a choice to make at all.

I guess, the marvelous thing about love is that it's always worth it in the end.

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Woah fuck man, thanks a lot, my dear buddy. What the fuck is your problem? You said, "Here I am!" And then your "Here I am!" becomes "Here I go!" IN THE FUCKING BLINK OF AN EYE. Wow, thanks a lot, thanks a whole fucking lot! -.- WHAT A RELIABLE FRIEND YOU ARE, HUH? Fuck this, WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM? How many TIMES do you fucking plan to fucking disappoint me? How many fucking times do you plan to execute your fucking disappearing act? URGH fuck you! FUCK YOU AND YOUR ISSUES! FUCK YOU AND YOUR INSECURITIES! FUCK YOU AND YOUR LIES! FUCK YOU FUCK FUCK FUCKITY FUCKITY FUCK FUCK YOU! You fucking cunt, fucking whore, fucking let-down. FUCK YOU AND ALL THAT YOU STAND FOR. FUCKING BITCH, WHEN YOU DIE, EVEN THE FUCKING FLIES WON'T REST ON YOUR FUCKING CORPSE. YOU WILL BE THAT SECLUDED. You think you're hot shit, but you're just a cold fart warmed up. Dickhead.