I just don't want to be alive anymore. I'm not good for anyone. This just hurts being here. I cry constantly.
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I just don't want to be alive anymore. I'm not good for anyone. This just hurts being here. I cry constantly.
Tell someone you're depressed and don't want to live and count the seconds until they don't care or make it your fault or leave you there alone and vulnerable
This aching acid eating me away where no one can notice. Yet if you say you're dying where no one can see , you're weak. Release me from this world where no one cares for anyone deep, deep down and people need to shit on you just to sit a little higher on your unoticed malice towards mortality. They'll keep kicking because kicking feels good despite who's under your shoe. Im scared of what happens when you leave this hell but I yearn for it in a terrified way. I'll continue to slowly rot inside out in this corner where no one cares or would if given the chance .
I feel so alone . Why did I try to reach out to brick walls ? I wish I could never be sober again .
My life feels like it's just nothing, like I'm just an empty space that's just moving through time at an unremarkable rate . A consciousness that wasn't supposed to take a physical form .
I'm just tired .. so tired .
I hate myself and think about shooting myself through the heart so I don't damage the release of dmt. I'm scared of what the other side brings and I think about the people who would care .
I can see the paved road that my life was supposed to travel from the bumpy dirt road it fell down. I can see the end isn't that far in the distance and it leads me to a puncture through the heart and cold bitter tears. I wish I could stop walking but my legs move on their own and I have no power over how fast I head towards the end of the path.
The people who are really depressed don't tell anyone .
I feel the unknown void gripping at my feet , black like ink and vague in form, impatient for what is inevitability it's soon to be companion.
everyone laughing about the inside joke that they won't tell you and leave you out of.
Getting high to hide the pain.
I don’t care , I can’t care. Giving a shit is just a form of self destruction anymore.
I wish I could be somewhere where I could just smoke maryjane all day with someone who just wants to be high with me and who truly cares about how I feel on the inside good and bad . I want her to cry with me for no reason and to cuddle and sleep with me passionately for the rest of my days.
I feel alone . People’s apathy and distance does nothing but sink me deeper in the mud and yet I should be ashamed I use drugs to cope with this empty feeling and feel ok and think positively.
I'm just always sad on the inside and no one cares or is there to truly talk to about it , I mean what am I expecting anyway ? I guess a hug