i tried everything in my power to fight, to keep my chin up, but i could never learned to love myself. i fear i am simply a hollow vessel.
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expires on oct 17th , 2024unfortunately i did not successfully kill myself
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i'm sorry it has taken so long to get to this point. i am cowardly and dishonorable, and i have pulled too many to count into this vortex.
i can't keep just saying it and not doing it i HAVE to kill myself. I'm setting a deadline of October 17th, 2024. 3 years after his death.
she's so fucking mean to me
kill me slowly and painfully. make me suffer. make me bleed out. twist my wounds. sexually assault me. i deserve it all. less than human
i have to die. i need to die. im so scared to do it myself but i need someone to kill me. im begging. i need to be dead. please kill me.
how hard would it be to get a spd cop to shoot and kill me? could i just run up screaming and aiming a fake gun?
im so hungry... im so poor... when i DO have food i binge... my stomach growls constantly. never satiated... miserable
i want to DIE
i want to disappear. i want to go to the streets and be hurt by strangers and waste away. i want to be found dead and alone in a dark alley
WORTHLESS SCUMBAG PIECE OF SHIT. COWARDLY LAZY STUPID NEET. THEYRE GOING TO TAKE YOU TO CANADA TO EUTHANIZE YOU
wasted my youth hating myself, hate myself for wasting my youth. one simple trick can solve all my woes, but do I have the bravery?
i cant believe i spent hours preparing myself to draw only to get derailed only a short while in. i want to die. i want to die right now
i should just fucking give up on art im too useless and stupid to do anything i'd be better as fertilizer than a living human wasting away
i got to draw for like 15 whole minutes before she got home and started listing the 5 hours of chores i have to get done
I WANT OTHERS TO FEEL MY PAIN. CAN YOU WITHSTAND IT? THE SORROW I AM CONSUMED BY? THE ANGER? THE FEAR? THE TRAUMA? IT WILL DESTROY YOU.
DENIED BY DISABILITY AFTER 4 YEARS. MY SON IS DEAD. CANT GET A JOB. WEAK AND HUNGRY. I HATE EVERYONE AROUND ME. OTHERS JOY MAKES ME SICK.
i want the whole world to watch me slit my wrists and become a bloated corpse
i have never in my 30 years been allowed to have any say or personhood i am always shackled to another person who i will come to despise
shut the fuck up annoying stupid ass bitch i am going to kill myself in front of you