Jupit3rs
"I'm finally going home... to the stars"
- Feb 23, 2022
- 65
I barely have time to think about killing myself, i wanted to make the plan perfect but at this point... is that even possible? I have my rope in front of me, the whole set up is just there, beckoning... i don't know if i can last more than a day. I put the rope in my neck to see if it could hold me, i still feel it there... what a strange sensation. Everything seems perfect, however, i don't know, i'm too afraid of failing. I'm so exhausted that maybe i can fuck everything up... honestly, who knows....
I wish i wasn't suffering this much, i really want to go home... I'm not worthy for this place, just a waste of space. Always a burden... being alive or dead... I'll be always a burden, such a paradox.
I wish i wasn't suffering this much, i really want to go home... I'm not worthy for this place, just a waste of space. Always a burden... being alive or dead... I'll be always a burden, such a paradox.