As someone with passive suicidal ideation on the best of days, tonight is really fucking bleak. But I just thought of something that filled me with fire, and I wanted to post it in case it helps someone else.
If they want me dead, they're going to have to kill me themselves. I will not do it for them. I will stand here, alive, just to spite those that want me gone, and I will laugh in their fucking faces at their wrath over my existence until they steal the air out of my lungs.

















