if i'm gone, would you remember me?

i ask that question some time ago, no satisfactory answer

well, i'm gone now, about 20 days and i think that was just enough; i heard before how the fear to be forgotten was there, and how the fact to be remember even after death was really important, i really dont care if someone remember me after im die, and i sopouse i dont care either if everyone forget about me right now cuz i just dont care in living no more.

it hurts when you cant make your dreams realities, but it hurts more when you dont have dreams at all, every thing is just pointless.

i never knew what i was going to do, i was just happy doing nothing, or running or playing tennis, even if that would take me no were, i was happy because i didnt know what was coming; i wake up of that dream, opened my eyes to the ugly truth, this reality, horrible thing that take me nowhere, get, i had a reason to continue, only one, the biggest thing that ever hapend to me, the most amazing, something i could never imagine, it was wonderful.

something change, dont know what, but that reason wasnt enough anymore, or thats what it seem, in the outside it looked like i was death, like i wasnt fighting, that i just gived up, but actually i was still in battle, an internal one, one that i still fighting, i still trying, when my one and only reason was taken from me, twice, this is the last one, no more reason to continue, today i quite facebook, hope someone notice it