The hardest part is having to hide all of this feeling where nobody realy loves me. every minute. every hour. every day. every week. from everyone. no one knows. not a soul. i put on a face every day and have done it my whole life so nobody can even tell the difference. i walk through life with a smile and trying to act happy. i try and forget about things which is possible for periods of time but then they just come back intensified. i cant run. theres nowhere to hide. at the end of the day im still this little empty person with nowhere to go, no hope. My life just dangling by a little string. just a matter of time until it snaps.

Now how can you tell the person that you love em, when you know deep in side he\she wont love you back?.

Humanity needs practical men, who get

the most out of their work, and, without

forgetting the general good, safeguard

their own interests. But humanity also

needs dreamers, for whom the

disinterested development of an

enterprise is so captivating that it

becomes impossible for them to devote

their care to their own material profit. A

well-organized society should assure to

such workers the efficient means of

accomplishing their task, in a life freed

from material care and freely

consecrated to research :

--YANGTOT




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