I'm in my bedroom with a noose around my neck and crushed up pills on the floor next to me. I don't know what to do. I don't want to live this life but the thought of dying (and surviving) makes me panic. I am so tired.
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cursedcure, Blue Elephant, easyescape and 1 other person
I find it so dreadful how we cannot just easily leave this existence in peace, it's cruel how people even have to resort to barbaric methods like hanging in the first place. But anyway I get that it's so tiring feeling trapped in this existence, I wish you the best.
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