You Are Drawing=no i dont. More like when u think of drawing u think of paper, paper turns to money. Money is my worth to you. I wont answer that. Still wont answer. Do you have any Idea how i feel? The horror feelings i have? They are not behind me threatening to come forward, they are already inside me. And they make me so goddamn scared and cold. Yes i wrote about me… no i actually wont hold on much longer. And now after written that very possible scenario, i am even more scared. It is so dark, closed, lonley, no traffic, no people, no sounds, no you… it does not matter. And now the feeling i got after writing that is starting to feel like something else than just a bad feeling. It feels like what i wrote about has already happened in the future, and maybe the future i see is tonight? Idk. I am so desperate you have no idea, if you would just tell me something straight up i would have been able to manage because then i know you are really real. I am so lost right now and i am hanging on by a string of hope, ready to burst. And i keep on going now only because of my hope and faith, not by a will to live. I am in such a dark dark place in my mind right now, i have never felt like this. And i dont know what to do. Cant you just tell me what i should do? Im panicing and i really need an answer from you, someone, anyone. I need someone with me because i dont think i can survive alone for long now..