I find peace in the moments rigth before and rigth after I come up with a plane to kill my self
I want to live but I don’t. I need to kill my self but the knifes at my house is too dull to cut……my social akwardness makes pushes me cloister to my death each time I go to work. I want to quite and sleep till I am dumb with high school. I want to work one my nigth to buy a really shaper knife.I have hope but it’s far to unrealistic ……I don’t know maybe I should just quite my job.
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yes quit your job
and tell ’em to shove it
It seems like work is the problem here. So why not look for another job before quiting this one? Hang in there