Can you feel it? The dead weight yor legs from the sleeping pills, the dizziness from the alcohol, the soft throbbing of your pulse as blood is pumped out of your wrists? That’s it. That’s what we’ve been waiting for, that’s the quiet comfort. The beauty of dying.
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I’m not sure what to say. … just not sure if you have gone ahead with your journey. I hope that you haven’t…. but if you have, I wish you peace.
You are loved. You are loved.