I genuinely don’t want to be in this world anymore. Of course everyone is drunk or on drugs. EVERYTHING IS SO FUCKED UP.
No money. No friends. No family. The food is poisoned. Doctors are fucked. The police are fucked. The courts are fucked. NOBODY FUCKING CARES.
“Don’t get wasted.” Why not? My life is a fucking waste. Why should have to be present for this shit?
Everything is boring. There’s nothing to talk about. What’s the point anyway? NOTHING CHANGES.
Unless you’re satisfied being a fucking drone, and happy to take another heaping helping of bullshit at every waking moment, it’s painful to be alive.
Walk one mile in my shoes, and tell me I’m wrong. Who cares. Nobody’s listening anyway.
I think most of us have felt similar to this at least once in our lives.
Just… like… DON’T DO IT. Ok?
Tomorrow is a new day. Hang in there. 🤍
I second this. NOT ALLOWED. Don’t do it bro
Ok. I won’t. I promise. I would never attempt to kill myself. Just needed to blow off some steam. But thanks for caring. Means a lot.
Welp… I hope you’re doing ok, and I’m glad you felt comfortable expressing yourself here.
You might want to check out our Mental Processing Center. I hope it helps.
Love, The Mod
I’m ok. I’m still here. The storm always passes, but I’m thankful to have a place to vent. Sometimes the pressure is too much to bear. I’d never hurt myself or anyone else, but I gotta let of some “word steam” sometimes.
I worked hard my whole life and have FUCK ALL to show for it. As soon as things got rough, EVERYONE FUCKING SCATTERED.
“Share, like, subscribe.” HOW ABOUT YOU SUCK MY FUCKING DICK AND CHOKE ON IT… :)
Everything I’ve ever loved has been taken from me. Why try for more? SO THEY CAN FUCKING TAKE THAT TOO?! I’ve been defeated time and time again. I’ve had my face smashed into the mud for so fucking long - I CAN’T FUCKING BREATHE, BRO. Trying to live is asinine. Resistance is futile. Death is welcomed. I wish someone would put a fucking bullet in my brain and end my misery. END ME.
I’m so depressed I can’t even listen to music. Can’t watch tv. I HATE EVERYTHING. Everything fucking sucks and wish the whole world would fucking CATCH FIRE.
Life is perpetual betrayal. Just bury me already.
Ever since I was a little kid… the thought of putting a railroad spike between my eyes has been the vision.
“HATE ain’t enough to describe me Somewhere between screaming and crying I’m not supposed to be here”
“I haven’t slept since I science I woke up and found MY WHOLE LIFE WAS A LIE”
At least I can say this here. Nobody knows who I am. Say it IRL and you get fucking locked up. I’m so over this shit.
There’s only a handful of people on the planet that would even notice if I were dead.