It seems they only realize that there is a problem if you kill yourself while you are winning the game.
Drunken Religion:
On the off chance the inspiration in me
Is genuine and not a result of the chemical mix within me
I present myself to the universe whole
And request forgiveness for the sin that breeds beauty within me when I can’t feel my soul
My inhibitions turn up dead
Life is crazy and I can’t decide whether God only exists in my head
False bravado is the solution when
Cheap vodka is my only friend
The love of my life passed me by tonight
In the dark in the wee hours of graduation night
At first I wasn’t sure it was her and […]
I won’t die until late August, but this is the note for when I do. I need to share it.
My suicide note (In preparation for the inevitable. In preparation for the end of the story that has been embedded in my genes since I was an infant):
They say life is a bad joke. They are wrong, it is a good one. When we were little they told us that we were special. That we were unique. That we were all winners. That we mattered. That there is justice in the universe. That we were lucky enough to be born in the greatest country in the […]
Maybe not today and maybe not tomorrow, but suicide is an inevitability for me.
Two days ago, one of the most popular and wonderful senior girls at my school asked me to go to dinner with her. I was ecstatic at first. Elated even. She actually asked me! I even decided to put down smoking two days before the date. For her, I thought, the withdrawal would be worth it. Â I spent all weekend overthinking things. I couldn’t imagine things going well. I could only imagine hundreds of situations in which I could fuck it up. I dreamed about it. I came to dread it. This was combined with both my natural cynical and bitter viewpoints, as well as […]
You are forced into life. You never asked to be born. If you are then told that you are not allowed to leave, what distinction is there between life and a prison?
Hey guys. I guess I’m here to vent. That’s all this really is, but I need it regardless. I’m a pretty popular guy at school. A junior in high school. I get along with everyone, but I just can’t seem to be happy. I have absolutely no ambition. I have no will to live, and I have no will to succeed. I go to school. I get along. I make jokes. People laugh at my jokes. I go home. I don’t talk to my parents. My pride has ruined our respective relationships, but I don’t regret it. My pride is one of the only things […]