matsuzaka
愛ということはずっとわかんない
- May 17, 2026
- 120
i have no motivation to do anything anymore. i lay down in bed and stare at the wall while i daydream of the world beyond my death. the trash piles up, the dishes remain dirty, the laundry remains unwashed. i dont want to live in filth but i just cant bring myself to do anything anymore; but its okay, it'll all be okay once i've passed
as i lay there i reminisce of what was and what will soon be. i imagine the police arriving to investigate my dead, blue body as my abusive household is finally free of its final victim. i imagine my suicide letters being sent out to my friends and family. i imagine my friends crying to the news. i imagine my beloved partner watching the recordings of my suicide note i made for her. i imagine her growing up and carrying me with her, as she watches the videos i had recorded for her birthdays. i understand i can do more for her while i am alive, but i do not have it in me to keep going. leaving her will be my largest regret. i am sorry, my love.
i hope my death can change the lives of the people i hold dearest, in ways i simply could not while i was alive. my dream was always to be someone who could change people's lives through my creations, but i have no energy to create anything anymore. i hope my death will be my finest creation. a bittersweet gift enveloped in my love for those who have shared a part of their soul with me. i hope it leads them to be more aware of those downtrodden by society. i hope it leads them to want to inspire and change others in ways i never could.
i understand it is idealistic, i understand it is selfish, but to love others is my sole purpose in this world and i hope i can continue looking over others in my passing.
as i lay there i reminisce of what was and what will soon be. i imagine the police arriving to investigate my dead, blue body as my abusive household is finally free of its final victim. i imagine my suicide letters being sent out to my friends and family. i imagine my friends crying to the news. i imagine my beloved partner watching the recordings of my suicide note i made for her. i imagine her growing up and carrying me with her, as she watches the videos i had recorded for her birthdays. i understand i can do more for her while i am alive, but i do not have it in me to keep going. leaving her will be my largest regret. i am sorry, my love.
i hope my death can change the lives of the people i hold dearest, in ways i simply could not while i was alive. my dream was always to be someone who could change people's lives through my creations, but i have no energy to create anything anymore. i hope my death will be my finest creation. a bittersweet gift enveloped in my love for those who have shared a part of their soul with me. i hope it leads them to be more aware of those downtrodden by society. i hope it leads them to want to inspire and change others in ways i never could.
i understand it is idealistic, i understand it is selfish, but to love others is my sole purpose in this world and i hope i can continue looking over others in my passing.