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Depressed Whale
- Sep 15, 2020
- 32
I just need a place to vent since everyone I know would probably panic or yell at me.
I'm tired of life. Working a stupid job with no point and reliving the same cycle everyday makes everything so dull. I can't take it anymore, I hate the thought of devoting my life to surviving in this shitty corrupt world. If only I had the talent to do what I loved then maybe I'd be happier. If only I wasn't ugly and hopeless too. Last week I ditched my job at a shitty call center but now I don't have enough money to pay rent so I'm fucked and decided to just kms since it was part of the plan either way.
Only problem is that it's fucking Christmas and everyone wasted their money on me even though I plan to die. I feel guilty as fuck, but I don't wanna be here anymore. I feel horrible knowing that people do love me but I'm still unhappy no matter what. Even if I do decide to live longer, I gotta find a new job ASAP and eventually I will feel this way again. It never ends.
I don't know what to do anymore. There's no one who can comfort me, or understand me. I'm stuck, and I care too much. I could make my death seem accidental but I'm too much of a pussy to crash my car or anything else. Ugh, I annoy myself so much. That's pretty much everything I wanted to say, just wanted to let it out somewhere.
I'm tired of life. Working a stupid job with no point and reliving the same cycle everyday makes everything so dull. I can't take it anymore, I hate the thought of devoting my life to surviving in this shitty corrupt world. If only I had the talent to do what I loved then maybe I'd be happier. If only I wasn't ugly and hopeless too. Last week I ditched my job at a shitty call center but now I don't have enough money to pay rent so I'm fucked and decided to just kms since it was part of the plan either way.
Only problem is that it's fucking Christmas and everyone wasted their money on me even though I plan to die. I feel guilty as fuck, but I don't wanna be here anymore. I feel horrible knowing that people do love me but I'm still unhappy no matter what. Even if I do decide to live longer, I gotta find a new job ASAP and eventually I will feel this way again. It never ends.
I don't know what to do anymore. There's no one who can comfort me, or understand me. I'm stuck, and I care too much. I could make my death seem accidental but I'm too much of a pussy to crash my car or anything else. Ugh, I annoy myself so much. That's pretty much everything I wanted to say, just wanted to let it out somewhere.