
want2dienow
Atari hazure?
- Jul 24, 2022
- 339

translation: I know i'm losing it, i want to stop trying, but at the same time, i cant. i want to die so badly alex, but i cant. when i put the knife to my heart, my throat, i cant stab it, i cant slice it. even though i try i cant, it feels like a physical wall fighting against.
im sorry im the one anti-social one, im not i cant' do anything; it doesnt matter whether i feel i can i cant. so when i saw i want to die, but i cant i mean it.
sorry im such a slug, i didnt want to believe it then, but now, i see its the truth. i spend two eyars denying and saying it wasnt true, and with inverse, i was wrong, its true. i was denying the wrong thing all this time.
so yes, he was right. will i be able to CTB? probably not; part of this slug and fialure is not being able to suicide, do anything, be normal get along with anyone even those around here—there, groups, gathering.
i was tried of bleeding my wallet dry to now and being the dork who had to pay someone to so much as talk to, becuase no one else outside that would so much as lend me a time of day. i had to swallow pills in an attempt to force me to fit in with everybody else and be like everybody else or be an outcast otherwise.
do what everone else does, always the same path.
now ive done it, rambled and shown my ridiculous craziness. but oh well, im not surprised it was bound to come eventually—now
ive seen how grim it, forever tormented by dreams of failed fruition and inability suicide, pensiveness for decades
i am a slug who ought to die
i am a slug who cant kill himself.