I feel myself slipping away. I feel my cares, my concerns, my passions and my obligations no longer have any meaning. I want the end. I want the peace and serenity that comes with it. I feel no remorse for those that will. I feel only the burden of my choices crashing down on me. I feel the stare from the eyes of the woman I love. I feel their sadness, I feel their anger, I feel their doubt and, finally, I feel their relief. I wish I could have been more. I wish I could have lived up to expectations. I wish the one […]
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Tupac
Hello, thank you for taking your time reading my story, just to list some information. Im Norwegian, im 17 years, I am not kidding about my story. so lets begin…
from when i was 13 i started to think: do anyone actually care when im gone? I was thinking ALOT and i’m pretty sure my thoughts where much more serious than other kids on my age back then. How is life after death? Who would cry when im gone? Who would even care? questions remain without answers.
Later on in my life, i got many false friends, actually no real friends.. BUT i’d just carry on, i was sad, […]
Every morninq I ask myself Is life worth livinq or should I blast myself-z-ro-tupac.
written by lifeishorrible
Nothinqleft I know what you mean,why can’t they see that I’m dyinq Inside?One qirl that I met for one day felt the same way as I did and still couldn’t see that I hide the real me by smilinq and lauqhinq all them damn time.I woke up today feelinq that It’s not even worth me wastinq another day,I’m just a waste of air.I decided to start cuttinq on my wrist aqain.I realized that I have so many vains stickinq out and that I can end It whenever I want so why am I still here?Is It possible that I don’t wanna die yet?No.I don’t […]