I haven't used this in a really long time. I won't be linking this to anywhere, I just need to write this down.
I still want to fucking die. I don't want to hurt anyone, but I've realised how fucking pointless my life is. I have nothing and no one. I'm three feet deep in fucking despair. I'm 32 years old and I'm doing OK on the material shit, but actual valuable stuff, like people I love and who love me, I feel like I've got nothing and am nothing. I want to die because I know it wouldn't generate many ripples. I don't attempt suicide again because the only people that do matter to me would be hurt by my death. The fact that there were only two people on this list and one of thems a cat means my personal doomsday clock is a lot shorter than in could be.
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