Since 2003 when I was 16 years old I’ve been wanting to die. I prayed for death to bring me peace almost every day since 2003.
I wanted…… no, I BEGGED for death to come to me, but death has been avoiding my call all these years. The reason why I want to die is because my health, both physical and psychological are fu*ked up beyond repair, and on top of it all I never had a single friend nor a girlfriend in my entire 28 years of existing.
Now comes the unfair part, and this really pissed me off when I found out about it.
There was this girl whom I barely knew her. She had everything: many friends, good health, prosperous future and probably a good love-life. She was full of life, and yet death decided to take her instead of me. She died of leukemia aged 24 🙁
I would gladly gave her my life, but sadly that is not possible.
This is so unfair it makes me scream :'(