I know I’m not living. I wish everyday not to wake up. I don’t believe in god because he doesn’t except my wish, to be gone. If I could tell someone anyone that ime here screaming for help would they come? I mean literally its my decision to go if someone misses me its there fault they didn’t show they cared. It is just my faul I’m gone not living is great. Not living means not caring. Especially not being hurts
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As I sit here trying to write what is so called my life, it is hard to not have suicidial thoughts…
It all started since I was 8 years old. I don’t know why then but I remember one night my brother and I were in the kitchen while my drunk dad and my mom went to the store because my dad demanded more beer. I went to the kitchen sink and grabbed a knife and put it towards my stomach I told him I wanted to die! He took it away from me. After that, it did not happen again.
Recently my ex-fiance from almost 3 […]