Does life really have to be so hard, was it made just to purely be hell? So why are the good people here too? Honestly, is there any reason for this hell to continue daily...does god (if there is one) wake up every morning just to simply go, "How can I possibly make this individuals life ANY worse?" ? I think it's something like that...there's no other explanation for the pain I go through on a daily basis...No other reason for my heart to be broken over and over just for it to happen again...you give your love to someone, they either lie to you or find some other way to break your heart in a cruel way. You try to protect someone and they yell at you for fighting their battles. You try to aid someone, and they complain they can handle their own lives. The blade that ran accross my skin before didn't release the pain, just the blood within, tonight I may try again. I do not know how much suffering one can take before they give up...But Duo Maxwell goes out fighting...