Im there for you always, sad, angry, happy. I try to help when you send 8 messages every 2 seconds, i get it ur going through something, but you dont ask if im okay, i just help. I dont even know what to do with my life idk how to help you but im trying my hardest.
Here i am, not knowing what to do with my life except wanting to kill myself. There u are, making me want to live but with a gun in ur hand, you either kill me or continue.
aight aight, message me about how bad you're feeling in hopes for me to fix it every time. I have more than 15 people i check up on daily, yet no one asks unless i say something.