I was just sitting there at 2 am with my best friend, smoking a cigarette, drinking wodka en thinking about all the problems we have. Watching trains passing by, waiting for the right moment to jump.. but we didn’t jump, we helped eachother and go on with our life. It was just a beautiful moment, also scary because maybe it was our last moment.. When we posted this picture on instagram many people liked it but no one asked us if we were okay.. actually, nobody cares. That hurts the most, knowing that if we jumped nobody would care. We were just so depressed and suicidal at that moment , knowing that our boy best friends wouldn’t even care if we jumped. We went home with crying eyes but a smile. A fake smile.