the clutching curiosity of death is grasping me relentlessly. i wonder the thoughts that would race through my mind as i plummeted towards the pavement, i wonder what people would think when they discovered what happened to me, i wonder what people would think when the found out my true story and how shitty i felt while i was laughing at their jokes.
i will end my life, i will end it, i will, no one else, nothing else. this is me taking control of my life.
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“The clutching curiosity of death” – that’s poetic. I like that.
Are you really sure you want to die? 🙁 It’s possible to survive leaps from tall buildings, so, think about it. Have you ever read Nick Hornby’s ‘A Long Way Down’? It’s a good book, you might like it.
never thought about suicide as taking control of ones own life. interesting twist – from someone who has been slammed for depression divorce and failure – – -though i have tried – they tell me to take control of my own life. shit maybe this is one way. i dont want you to think i want you to die. i just found what you said very interesting.. clearly my brain is not well adjusted right now
I want to find out what lies beyond the curtain