Imaginos
Full-time layabout
- Apr 7, 2018
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It'd be nice if there were such a thing as a suicide coach. For whatever reason, I just want someone to scream that gif at me. I can't help, but think that maybe it'd help. Then again, such thoughts are already ringing in my head all the time anyway, so, ultimately, I don't know what the point would be. I guess it would just be a huge resolve boost to have a person genuinely & sincerely plead for me to die. If not out of sheer hatred or contempt, then by them simply urging me, in a gentle way, to finally show some mercy to myself. But, it doesn't matter. No one can help me, since I'm not even here. At this point, only my own ghost of life knows I'm here. It haunts me today and it's waiting for me again come tomorrow. Forever haunted by my own ghost, unknown & lost, made invisible by the perpetual darkness I've willingly cloaked myself in. Enh, oh well. I don't know.
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