How can I be strong, I ask myself, time and time I say... I don't want to walk this earth if I gotta do it solo.
Four months. Haven't checked in on this for ages. I'm losing my pride, my balance, my will to be. It's one of those times that you can never figure out why people could get so cold and yet, be as gentle afterwards. A roundtrip from the Arctic passing through Africa and ending on the Antarctic, only to backtrack down south again. I'm tired. I want to settle down. If only there was some way to procure that amount of money before the two months end, then I would do exactly that, by all means.
Please give me the strength to go on and make it happen. I really need it. I don't care how much, as long as I can make her happy everyday, that would do. If not, then at least let me fight until my last breath passes. She deserves to be happy, and that is all I am fighting for.
