For all of you who talk about me thanks for making me the center if your world.
People think it is holding on that makes you stronger, but sometimes it's letting go.
I feel like I am sitting in a room full of people that I love, and you know what, they just don't care that I love them. They don't care whether or not I live or die. To them I'm just another girl, just another stranger. To me, they are my best friends, the only people I have left.