I’m not sure why. I just feel so surrounded by death. why are people in my family dying but not me? I know I’m fucked when I die, God will be so disappointed.. but why am I still alive? I have a good family, a few good friends. I’m not ill. I’m just so worn out and depressed I don’t see the point in life. it’s all so temporary.
used to ask God every single day for 38 months straight in jail to just kill me. lost who I thought was the love of my life. but I got past it and felt better. now I […]