A Prick in My Heart

I felt a prick in my heart. It's not new to me. I have an angina pectoris.

There are some people who want to die, who want to kill themselves. And there are people who want to live.

Life is precious. It is a gift from God. We have to be thankful for all those years we have spent.

I admit, there were times when I wanted to die. Love is the reason. Heartbreaks, many times.I was so emotional, so depressed. I felt so futile.

I am emo - emo by attitude, music, emotional, physical, psychological..but I never did something to kill myself. I never hurt myself. I am afraid of blood and I am a God-fearing kid.

Every person has a different perception in life and family is a big influence. I can't blame other people who choose to die than to live. They may not have someone who can understand them, someone who cares and loves them but death is not a solution of slipping away from a problem. 

There is more better ways to end up those heartbreaks, those pain. Instead of crying and thinking of ways to kill yourself, get up from your bed, go outside and hang out with friends. Skate, ride a bike, stroll in the mall, buy some new clothes, satisfy your sweet tooth.

Make everyday your happiest day. Live life to the fullest. Laugh hard. Love deeply.