I have no more tolerance for the suicidal. Suicide is for cowards. It is for those who don’t want to take the hard path of confronting their fears. It is the combination of selfish interests and narcissistic self pity. It is the belief that you cannot possibly make the world a better place without feeling good. It is the dirty secret festered in incognito tabs on our devices and in private looming thoughts and plans. It is lazy and presumptuous- it expects love and attention without making the effort to dish it out to others in need. It is a liar that goads you affectionately […]
We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,— This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile, And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be over-wise, In counting all our tears and sighs? Nay, let them only see us, while We wear the mask.
I am one of those hero-to-zero types, and I cannot bear the disappointment and shame I’ve put on my family. I wake up every morning wondering why I am not dead. If I wake up at kike 3 in the morning, I get hit by a tsunami of sadness, because I only have 2 hours before I face the world. Face the ones I have disappointed.
God, 1 year ago, I would have laughed at myself for being so emo. I can’t laugh now.
My father is so disappointed in me; it breaks my heart.
I don’t even know what I’m doing writing this here…I haven’t told anyone, […]