Venting Done fighting

[On Replay]

I'm tired. My mind and body give up on me more and more everyday. The day I die will be a happy one. I'll love nothing more than I do that day (wait no i lie, I love snoopy… and I want/need her to have an amazing home when I go)

Besides that one side thought. I can't wait to die. I don't recognize my birthday because it wasn't happy and the only thing I hate more than me was being born.

But my deathday . I can't wait

 

[blue_muse]

I hear you on just having enough of everything and everyone. Sometimes you've just gotta cut your losses, even through dying. I'm in a similar situation, with loads of hangers-on trying to keep me alive for selfish reasons.

 

[FuneralCry]

I personally don't like birthdays as it would feel wrong to celebrate the day in which all of the suffering started. Being born into a world like this really is a horrible thing to happen. But your feelings of wishing to leave are understandable, to me there is nothing appealing about enduring this existence and the thought of being gone is certainly comforting.