Get a job, a husband or wife. Make yourself comfortable in your own life. So they tell me or would have told me if they were still alive. But they are dying slowly by the magic pills. They are no longer there to protect and care. I no longer have devils that whisper and scream. They can do both but now they are doing non. And I can see myself having fun, not caring or staring into nothingness. Yet it leaves me in mourning to know they are about to die. Maybe if I hold on a little longer I won't be lonely and then find myself a job, husband or wife.