I dont think i could ever really do it although one tine i came dangerously close.
I think about it. I understand i dont necessarily want to die that i just want THIS life to end, to change but… Sometimes change seems impossible or too slow or too far away. I think about it a lot and really wish i could.
My progress, my improvements don’t seem like enough. I think I’ll never be good enough, sane enough.
Tonight I wish I could but would be too embarrassed to be found. Sometimes I get my brothers Ranger knife and hold it, think about it. Right now I’m laying […]