smoke a pack with me before i go

[locallyringedspace]

peace and safe travels. next one is for you

 

[iguazo falls]

next pack i buy ill think of you. hope youre in a better place. thinking double happiness or if im lucky royal red manchesters.

 

[schrocatparadox]

rest in peace

 

[nyangnyangcrys]

rest in peace

 

[Kali06]

tonight's the night. everything is in place, so now i'm just killing time until the bus arrives. and what better way to do that than to listen to some music and smoke some cigarettes?

i've been in some rough patches before, but this time is strange. before, i've been desperate like i'm being swept away by some powerful current that bashes me against every rock in the way, but i always held out hope that someone would reach out and pull me from the rapids. there's something eerily peaceful about the end being so near and so inescapable.

last night was one of the best i've had in a long time. i never thought i'd die happy, but tonight might be the only chance.

anyway, if anyone wants to pop in and chat for a while, please feel free. suicide doesn't have to be so gloomy.

Smoking one for u right now brother, hopefully ill meet u on the other side soon

 

[Tired_birth_1967]

Life is an illusion. The happy moments we experience along the way are merely distractions to keep us going, and I cannot shake the feeling that this is nothing more than an indifferent biological mechanism. Our fear of death is programmed. But think about it: can life really be trusted? I believe the fear of death is a biological trap that emerged from within the mechanism itself. It is not absurd to think that death might actually be the perfect state—far, far better than this life that is so heavily romanticized. Life is a trap, and this is evident to anyone who has studied the nature of living things. There are countless such traps, some taking the form of rewards. I do not believe this is because life is ideal. It may be so for the mechanism, but not for the individuals. If living were truly that good, nature would not need traps to make us think that living is good and dying is bad. I hope all these reflections and observations help me do what I must do.