thoughts of suicide have become my happy place. before i go to sleep i think of what it would feel like (or not feel like) to be dead and gone, it’s become my solace. i forgot how to be happy. i see nothing to live for. i just underwent a rather difficult breakup. it came at a time when i needed him the most. things were pretty bad at home and i was having a very hard time at school. we broke up during my exams and so I’ve definitely failed those.
i cant cry myself to sleep anymore because it’s pathetic. i don’t pray […]
