ConfessionsOfAFailedSuicide
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This would be my second witty acount; considering I already have one on here, except, this account? Well, this account is private. No one is going to know who I am on this account; because I have things I to say, and I don't want people to know who I am. If you really wanna know who I am? just comment below or something .
That's pretty much it; so, like , yeah ..
That's pretty much it; so, like , yeah ..
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Maybe I should cry for help;
[Maybe I should kill myself.]
[Maybe I should kill myself.]
Zero.
Size Zero. Double Zero. Zero Pounds.
Zero Ounces. Zero Fat. Sero Muscles.
Zero Scars. Zero Blood. Zero Skin.
Zero Regrets. Zero Body. Zero Breaths. Zero Life.
And then I'll be done.
Size Zero. Double Zero. Zero Pounds.
Zero Ounces. Zero Fat. Sero Muscles.
Zero Scars. Zero Blood. Zero Skin.
Zero Regrets. Zero Body. Zero Breaths. Zero Life.
And then I'll be done.
I just wish I had someone to talk to, you know?
Someone who wouldn't judge me by the day that I'm having.
Or someone that wouldn't get annoyed with how pessimistic I am.
I just want someone to talk to, just to vent. I just want help.
I feel alone, and I'm tired of it....
Someone who wouldn't judge me by the day that I'm having.
Or someone that wouldn't get annoyed with how pessimistic I am.
I just want someone to talk to, just to vent. I just want help.
I feel alone, and I'm tired of it....
I'm such an awful person.
I have a boyfriend; I should be happy.
But no. That's just not possible.
Instead, I have a dream about his friend.
No- not a dirty dream. A dream that I was sitting on a bed crying, and his friend walks in and asks what's wrong,
And then all of a sudden? I'm in his arms, crying. Do I like him? I don't think so. Does it feel like I do?
Kind of. Why does this kind of stuff happen to me? I'm so lost.
I have a boyfriend; I should be happy.
But no. That's just not possible.
Instead, I have a dream about his friend.
No- not a dirty dream. A dream that I was sitting on a bed crying, and his friend walks in and asks what's wrong,
And then all of a sudden? I'm in his arms, crying. Do I like him? I don't think so. Does it feel like I do?
Kind of. Why does this kind of stuff happen to me? I'm so lost.
I wish I could do it. I wish I had the guts to take a gun to my
head; or a noose around my throat. Even too many pills to my mouth.
I wish I had a place to drown myself. Even if I did; I couldn't
do it. Which makes me so mad. I've gotten so close so many
times, but I can never finish it. And here I still am. Depressed.
Living. Barely. If there was a way to take my life where I
wouldn't even have a second to think about it. Any suggestions?
I don't want to do this anymore. I'm tired of breathing, of
waking up every morning thinking about how f//king gutless I am...
It sucks... I don't want to be here anymore...
http://www.wittyprofiles.com/q/6886462 i need help.
I wish I could do it. I wish I had the guts to take a gun to my
head; or a noose around my throat. Even too many pills to my mouth.
I wish I had a place to drown myself. Even if I did; I couldn't do
it. Which makes me so mad. I've gotten so close so many times, but
I can never finish it. And here I still am. Depressed. Living.
Barely. If there was a way to take my life where I wouldn't even
have a second to think about it. Any suggestions? I don't want to
do this anymore. I'm tired of breathing, of waking up every morning
thinking about how f//king gutless I am... It sucks... I don't want
to be here anymore...
I will not be labeled as average.
Why can't I do it
?
I just want to die. I'm so sick of being here. I just wanna kill myself.
((And Tonight?))
He kissed the scars on my wrist and held me tight; I
never thought I'd find someone who wasn't scared of my past and my scars, till I met him...♥