... It's just physical. Nothing else. And even that..
I can't go down to breakfast anymore. Every time I do, everywhere I turn, I always see happy smiles, and happy faces, tearing up letters from their equally happy and loving parents and siblings and it... it just hurts. I can't do it anymore. I don't know how I ever did.
.. It's times like these when I wonder, 'Are they really worth it?' Living with the pain and hurt of all these years.. Practically from the day I was born.. and till the day I die.. are they worth it?
These tears and memories.. of anguish. Maybe I should just rid myself of the pain..
[ooc: Again.. mood and icon are private :D;;]