I know I’m really depressed when I can’t even drag myself out of bed. I’ve been in bed all day today. I didn’t go to school. Gave my mother a lame excuse and she finally left me alone.
The only thing that brings me comfort is thoughts of my death. I want it now. But I can’t have it now. Sucks.
I want out.
i know how you feel … And to make a lame joke , the last things you said sounds like me when i am not getting the D … ( ” I want it now. But I can’t have it now. Sucks. ” )
Joke made me laugh
well , i am glad .
I feel similarly, I can’t really end my life for a long while but I want to. Therefore I’ve just come to accept who I am and how I am, some of us are just meant to suffer I guess.