What is a “life”, because this constant state of nothing in which I live in cannot surely be qualified as a life. Every single day I wake up and I wish to enter an eternal sleep. I am not quite sure whether or not I truly want to die, but I most certainly know that I do not want to live. If I could just enter a state of unconsciousness until I was ready to either make my decision, and off myself, or to continue living, then things would seem better. I have attempted suicide in the past, only to fail, or to have someone […]
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Screwed Up
Okay so everyone always wants to know what my problem is, why I feel this way or why I seem totally unable to make things better. But for fucks sake they don’t know me, or my history, so they’re in no position to judge! The fact is if they did, they’d probably understand why I want to die as badly as I do. And trust me it’s such a long, sordid and sad story that half the time I wouldn’t even know where to start or how to explain. Sometimes I look at the way my life has turned out and it makes me fume with […]