…neither value, nor purpose.
So tired of being alone
Even though, its just one more night, the feeling that it’ll be just another night, every night, indefinitely, makes me just wanna stay asleep to save myself the trouble of having to deal with people during even waking up for my insignificant days between these lonely nights that seem to just keep coming.
While I wouldn't want to be with myself either
You always said you did. Pretty fucked up to go and replace me so fast, but you gave me insight to how worthless i must be.
Jealous. (Jelly for those of you who don't know)
Of all you people and your fucking happiness. It must be nice, even for a short while.
Clean out my sinus
jus like a shower.
Believe me, nothing is trivial.– The Crow, 1994
Sometimes I think it'd be nice
if there were someone you could actually talk to about suicide. Not someone to tell prior to, but someone to talk to in depth about the method, reasoning, and viability wisdom of the choice.