moonsafari
ヾ(•ω•`)/ [F/18]
- Mar 30, 2020
- 47
[F/18] I'm finally 18 and just "finished" high school since schools are closed due to coronavirus - guess the seniors are going to be missing out on an official graduation. I can't believe I made it all this way. Eighteen years, and then I decide to give up my life. I had grandiose plans ahead of me, I was going to go through college, get a master's degree in computer software, and pursue my lifelong dream of starting a Fortune 500 company.
All to become a billionaire and live lavishly. I was going to audition for my prospective college's jazz band to fulfill my extreme love for music and jazz, and I feel quite bad that I'm not going to live to be able to do all of that. I know that there's going to be so many people that will miss me when I'm gone; it's not like I'm going to leave unnoticed. But I'm suffering, yet I feel like I'm going to be missing out on so many firsts. My first kiss, my first boyfriend, my first company and all those successes and triumphs in my career. At least I'm not going to die in vain.
All to become a billionaire and live lavishly. I was going to audition for my prospective college's jazz band to fulfill my extreme love for music and jazz, and I feel quite bad that I'm not going to live to be able to do all of that. I know that there's going to be so many people that will miss me when I'm gone; it's not like I'm going to leave unnoticed. But I'm suffering, yet I feel like I'm going to be missing out on so many firsts. My first kiss, my first boyfriend, my first company and all those successes and triumphs in my career. At least I'm not going to die in vain.
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