And it is getting worse.

Why should I care about anyone? I use to believe in the philosophy that people live for their loved one. A life caring just for yourself is a lonely and unfulfilling one but with other people it is a life well lived.

My life is going and there are no breaks, time lost can never be gotten back.

So I'm going to care and live just for myself. Other people will eventually just hurt you anyway, especially women. They are especially cold. They don't kill the body, the kill the soul and heart.

So now is the present, and from hereforth, other people really don't matter. I just have too look out for number one.

Was this how I am suppose to be?

I feel...stronger