Love conquers all or death conquers all? What do you think?
Is there something real?
One of the main problems we have in our life is that we don’t have enough fun. How much fun do you have in your life?
If you don’t, what would you like to do for fun?
What would you like to do, to experience, anything you can imagine.
Because l don’t have a solution for my problems l choose suicide.
I feel like I’m in a prison
I’m lonely, lonely in my life
Why do l even exist anymore
I’m tired of suffering daily
If l was God and watched on planet Earth and saw what is going on l think l would make myself gone.
Hey, these are my thoughts: Dying is easy if you really want to die but what if you want to live yet death is near to embrace you?
Im all alone, on my own.
No money on my mind, l do it for the love
Im tired n bored
Recovery James A.
Love you all (not suicide related)
I don’t know what to do to solve my problems, it’s killing me…
I’m tired of suffering because of the same things repeating everyday.
What can I do in this situation where I feel like everything is fake. How can I free myself?
I’m thinking about what should I do in this life
Im so tired of being here on this planet. I dont know if i will be here much longer
I feel so depressed like what is the point
Some humans are monsters, low energy demonic entities incarnated in human form
I live near the Black Sea and im thinking of taking my pills Depakine, Anxiar and Seroquel and drowning myself in the sea.
I feel like Im out of this world yet somehow i arrived here to understand, to see some things. Do you ever feel like this? Why?
People dont care about the stuff around them.
I DO AND IT SUCKS.
They call it a fuckin family for no reason, they are just a bunch of shitheads.
They talk for hours everyday and I’m like forced to listen. Where should I go to find some quiet place?
My soul hurts everyday. I’m just a prisoner. I am tired of the problems I face daily
I feel like I am real and everything else is fake
Even though people are like robots they have something real like mind, soul because they hurt me