I am frustrated. Â Frustrated that I refuse to make plans that are over a week in advance in case, or possibly in hope that, I might kill myself shortly. Â Frustrated that I want to push everyone that has ever cared about me away so that they might not care when I die. Â Frustrated that I cannot seem to find a reason for this suicidal inclination.
I am a person, who, by an outside observer, has had amazing opportunities, and has squandered all of it. Â I am in my fourth year of college and will be flunking, due to not doing my work, despite having a plethora […]