how to die how to not be here how to achieve how.
Just waking up is a fault. Everything is wrong, my fault because of me. How do you check out of this shit? I hate to say it, and my fault, is suicide. My fault for breathing. My fault for existing. What a bummer when you don’t wanna be here. Just off.
What would it be like to not have to deal, hear, feel, sense, contemplate, think, or do any of this anymore. Just zero. A state you will never know. Over.