Everytime I get into a car I hope it’ll crash so I don’t have to go on, everytime I go to sleep I hope I’ll never wake up, everytime I walk around late at night I want to just be murdered. I starve myself and take small overdoses in the hopes that my organs won’t be able to handle it and I’ll just drop dead.
I just want it to end. The fact that I can’t do it myself makes it even harder, it’s a vicious cycle filled with malicious irony.
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I starve myself to
I fainted recently, it was fucking cool. Most of my life is just boring agony.
I do the same things. My weight is still dropping, so i’m hoping it’ll get to that point soon too where everything just shuts down..