I haven't felt so lonely in such a long time. It's not that there aren't people around, there are. I don't know why I feel so miserable. All the lies that I tell myself are coming apart and I don't want to believe in whatever is left. It's not something that I feel like is worth living for. I can't find the right things to tell myself to make tomorrow worth it. Every moment feels right for crying, there isn't anything else I can do that ellicits any emotion inside of me.