Dear, World, Society, Acquaintances, Friends, and Family.
I Have no more left to offer. No more hope nor positivity left in me to give away.. I have seen where this world, and my life will lead us, and where we will end up. With all this time, money and effort spent on our lives and others, all to lead to nothingness, no endgame, no reward, no happiness, no closure, no nothing.
I have decided to take my life into my own hands, nothing will change tomorrow or 20 years from now, nothing whatsoever.
My life, this world is an inevitable skinking ship with no lifeboats and nothing to hold on to. I see and already know I have no reason to exist or to continue to exist in this chaotic world.
To keep fighting on and on, is to break both your legs and expect to run a marathon. We are in a time where people will put more money, time and effort into negativity instead of positivity. People will complain about this world being too imperfect, but bet you would still be depressed and sad if the world was squeaky clean and perfect. Its all the same shit.
I only speak facts. And the fact is. I wont be here anymore. Im done will all this insignificant suffering we all live in. People dont realize it but we are already living in a “type” of hell, no way to escape, except to stand up and take charge of your own life and realize nothing is worth it, tomorrow or 20 years from now. Nothing and nobody matters to anyone. We will all die sooner or later, by natural causes, or by that bus down the road.
No meaning, no purpose. Constant pain, negitivity, and suffering. I Am Done.
The sun will rise with or without me, the stars have already died.
Halloween 2019 Is My Deadline.
Hope you all find a way to survive through this bloody world.
Logging off for the last time.
Sincerely,
V
3 comments
Sorry for that.
Hey wassup, I agree with everything you say. Nothing is good, all is evil no matter what you do, and it’s only for personal interest to continue to remain alive.
I was supposed to be dead by suicide (shotgun to head) in August 2012 but for some reason I am still here today. I do not do anything, I have no friends, I have no family
The longer I wait to commit, the more my death appears to move from suicide to involuntary manslaughter and the longer I stick around it might change from a suicide into a murder because I have people stalking me, raping me, and inflicting cruel and unusual punishment on me.
I had a feeling this might happen which is why I was supposed to have killed myself by shotgun to head way back in 2012..
I do not fear suicide at all, but I am very much afraid of being murdered. I feel like you do. It only really matters to stay alive if you care about others or they care for you, it seems we both are completely alone here – so then, how could it be wrong to die if there’s no one there? Lol, it’s always been just me here.
October 31st, this day seems to be the focal point of my life. My uncle killed himself on Halloween, and he has stood in my way from taking my own life for nineteen years because it would only add further misery on my family. October 31st was also the birthday of the love of my life, Kimberly; she left me, of course, unable to handle my bipolar depression. So, this date holds a lot of love and hate for me. I even considered dying on Halloween this year too, but it would becone a day to haunt everyone I love forever. You’re a perfect stranger; you make your own decisions, but let us both postpone being ghosts for Halloween until next year. I don’t know if I can, but I am sincerely extending the offer.