i thought of suicide and you didnt even want to know anything or even care about it. please stop telling me you care. we both know its bullshit. i want to leave this world and be born somewhere else
tonight i imagined killing myself. how the release of blood would feel. release. that release of all the anger and the sadness, the fatigue from trying to keep up with myself. im just tired of trying. but i dont do it anyway. i dont kill myself because im scared but i hope something painless happens to me. i just cant do this anymore
