This life, which had been the tomb of his virtue and of his honour, is but a walking shadow; a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
William Shakespeare
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Honestly, no motivation words will work for me now. I’ve decided to suicide but I’m still trying to find the best way to do it. I am totally hopeless. I am 23 years old, single, ugly, fat, poor, no job, and talentless. Perfect reasons to do suicide. I just wanna ask anyone (who has suicidal thought too), how is your best plan to suicide? I really can’t survive anymore.
Thanks before.
*I’ll really thank you for sharing the way. I really want to die, please.
Oh dear mirror must you show me the true things?
Can’t you once show me falsnesses among myself?
Can’t I once look at you in hopes of riches and diamond rings?
And not just see my poor background and bathroom shelf?
Do you have to show me my insecurities and weaknesses when I look upon your shiny display?
Will you ever show me what I would like to see?
Or through my eyes will you always show me my rot and decay?
No! I refuse to look into you!
No! I refuse to take orders from mere glass!
No! I refuse to think this is all that will come of this….
There has to me […]
I feel as though my soul is finished here in my current form. I believe that we are conscious beings born to learn lessons on earth that our souls can use to grow. It grows through experience and thought. My conundrum is that from all the lives before, we have all lived many a time and our souls have learnt from these lives. We have been rich, we have been poor. We have loved and we have lost. Every lifetime our souls learn something it has not felt before.
My thought on this life is that my soul has competed it journey. In this life […]
…Once you realize this, life becomes a bit easier to bear. The truth is, whether you asked to exist or not doesn’t matter. Whether you have a loving family, a good circle of friends, and a boy/girlfriend doesn’t matter. If you’re poor and suffer from some physical impairment, that also doesn’t matter. Why not, you ask?
Simply because life isn’t fair. Some people are born ahead of others, whether they’re subjectively ‘good’ people or not. Some people just suffer their whole lives for no reason at all.
The universe doesn’t give a fuck about your happiness. So if you’ve been holding out and hoping things are going […]
If you was a mother you were able to know this when you love someone and she or he loves you (truly of course !)and then you will feel that you have a good reason to be alive.but how poor we are we have to leave our love and suddenly we will be alone and aimless and empty.and you don’t know how bad it is that you like revenge yourself and you hate yourself.to want to scream but no sound no ear to hear you nobody who pay attention to you nothing.May God bless and love us ?May he ?
My pains are revengable but when I see other people (which are poor,silly …)I just want to cry and escape from this world.
most of my friends are not really my friends, or are poor ones. That’s ok, im my own best friend anyway…
Being poor means living in a sh*t neighborhood in a sh*t apt with super thin walls and sh*t neighbors that are psycho and drive you crazy.
Being poor means not being able to go out and do things because everything costs money.
Being poor means not having a car which means you can’t get anywhere.
So does money = happiness?  No, but but it definitely helps to alleviate a shitload of misery.
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