Sometimes the things I do make me wish I was never even born.

They often make me wonder, if life would be much easier if it didn't exist at all.
Would it all have been worth it, not to live rather than to face all the crap that life forces upon me?

Sometimes it makes me sick.
The only thing I love about life, are the fun and happy times.

And knowing when it's over, I'll be with someone that has and always will love me for eternity.