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i long for winter when it is dark, cold and bitter. then the cold will seep into my arms, my legs, my whole body and i will feel a kind of warmth of understaning. i will walk the gloomy streets and give a sad smile as the surroundings will change their colors and turn sadder, matching mine. and i will no longer feel so lonely, knowing there is someone, knowing these streets, this winter understand me
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got a lot of p1lls in my room
hmmm
My mom makes me wanna kill myself
Suiside attempts are so funny cus what do you mean a few weeks ago I got my room clean and overdosed, and now I'm in the same room watching as it gets filthy because I have no energy and just want to die
I bring a sort of "I've given up on making it to adulthood" energy to the room that people don't particularly care for.
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I'm going to fucking kill myself I am I am I am I don't want to keep doing this
I feel so empty and lifeless
Every day it's the same cycle wake up at 7 rot in bed till 12 get up feed my dog go back too my room sit at my laptop till 5 when I feed my dog and back up at my laptop till I walk her at 8, then you gused it back to my laptop till 11 when I go to bed to rot till 4am.
I have no joy in my life, I can't let myself feel or else the crushing waight of grief, disforea, body dismorphia and depression hit me, I forgetting everything I can't remember anything anymore about anyone that was the one "skill" I had left I could remember now I'm useless and I have nothing to look forward to I have nothing to do I'm wanting it die, I'm waiting for that one day where I have the energy to go downstairs face my mortality and down another bottle of pills and be done with it, because some how 10 wasn't enough last time so might as well go for 30, I hate this body I hate this life, not only do I have to deal with all my fucking emotions I have to deal with this degrade pice of shit I call a body my knees hurt all the time my joints feel like sandpaper somedays I can't stand other days I can't walk some days my joins slip out of there sockets and I just have to deal with it
