sometimes your reason for living can be the stupidest little thing. like “i don’t want my pet to get sad because they miss me” or “i want to know how this television show ends.” and sometimes, that’s enough.
my reason was literally that i didnt want my dogs to miss me
In my hardest times, I bought myself a Diet Dr Pepper every day and put it in my fridge. I got up every day so I could drink that fucker.
Survival is so fucking important. No one can ever say otherwise.
one of the reasons why i didn’t jump off the bridge was that i really want to see Batman V Superman and Suicide Squad and they will premier only in 2016