i wish i had no thoughts and that my brain would just turn off

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i wish i had no thoughts and that my brain would just turn off
im reverting to scratching now because i have long nails and no access to anything else
when billie said, "what's the point of anything?" i felt that. life doesn't have any purpose or meaning, and in 100 years, nothing will matter
people say money doesn't bring you happiness but if i was born in an environment where money wasn't a huge worry, i wouldn't have as many problems that i have today.
my parents would have well paying jobs, a house that isn't too crowded and dishevelled, i'd actually have resources for school, we would be able to afford to go on holiday, i wouldn't feel embarrassed when i bring someone over, we'd eat food that's healthy and not processed food and we wouldn't live a sad, shitty, little town.
i know money doesn't make all problems disappear, and mental illness can still exist in an upper- middle-class environment, but it would definitely make life easier than living in poverty and struggling for survival and stressing over money.
can i get any worse? please, i wanna know if i've hit my rock bottom yet
i love romanticizing my depression, it proves that im actually mentally ill
falling in love, obviously she's going to leave me, im so fucked up
she's getting bored of me, i just know it
One minute you’re recovering so well, feeling like life is worth living and you are worth loving. The next you are alone again, feeling 13 years old and harming yourself, reminded of why no one could ever like you in the first place. I fear I will always return back to that person…
there are two wolves inside me
one wants to get help and the other one wants to get worse
kinda wanna prove everyone wrong and get my life together but also kinda wanna kill myself ://
why does it have to take so long in life to reach a point where ur actually at peace?
i have visions on slitting my wrists vertically and cutting my whole forearms open until i bleed to death. fighting this urge is killing me
i want to cut my mattress open, crawl inside, and never get out
relapsing and getting worse than before sounds so tempting
i want to know how it feels to be on the brink of death
can i be on any other planet other than earth? i don't belong here
i need to cut so bad but my blades got taken away