Keep talking, keep this alive.

Everytime I hear you talk. Everytime I look at you. Everytime you look at me. Everyime we speak. I want to shoot myself in the head. Or how about the heart? But, that is not possible because I have no heart. My body is not complete. My blood ran cold a long time ago and my heart stopped beating. It's not there. I cannot feel. I only distribute hate to you. My veins are usless. They lay there in my body dead. My head would be the better choice in this situation. I would no longer be able to think. Bullet to the brain baby. Not a bullet to the heart.

How can I be alive?