
Krossクロス
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- May 25, 2021
- 11
When I retreat to far away places in nature...it seems to be the only true peace I have. My relationships with day to day human beings is still awkard and simply depressing. On rainy days like this...I often think about swallowing all of the sleeping pills I have. But I fear surviving. I fear being on life support. The result of surviving scares me way more than dying. My world is slowly disappearing. Everything I try in society continues to fail and leaves me unsatisfied. When I go, I want it to be in a peaceful place like this. My goal is to die in Japan...but my second is here, Niagara Falls. I have read many stories of people ending their lives here. I can understand...the peaceful aura it has. Nothing else matters. Freedom. I feel with age...Nature understands me...people will always feel awkard to me. People will always treat me bizarrely....I see the way they look at me...I see the uneasy grins and giggles they give me...I hear what they say about me...Trees don't do that...the trees and river bring me pleasant dreams...Pleasant suicidal motivation