First loss
Specialist
- Jan 28, 2019
- 393
Fucking hell. I start feeling a little bit of joy in this god forsaken life and my parents and other stuff literally have to give their best to make me miserable again. Congratulations to them, they fucking made it. I seriously need to get myself a fucking gun from somebody and go out Bud Dwyer style. There is no joy in this life. Only stupid illusions of joy that demonstrate infront of a half dead person, giving them a faint light of hope, only to be extinguised as they try to grab onto it.
Fuck them all. Curse them all. I will not think about how my suicide will affect them anymore, because clearly they do not care about how their actions affect me.
Fuck them all. Curse them all. I will not think about how my suicide will affect them anymore, because clearly they do not care about how their actions affect me.