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The worst thing about chronic emptiness is that you keep trying to fill the space inside you by doing dramatic and drastic things but nothing helps and you’re left with so many regrets and the same desperate emptiness

I wanna jump off a building and not die just relieve stress by slamming onto the sidewalk and then get up and go get a slurpee or something

The thing is once you start thinking about killing yourself you can never go back. It becomes this option, that you can't unsee or stop thinking off. Whenever things get tough again it comes back to haunt you. There'll always be this voice whispering 'wouldn't it all be easier if you died' and you can never get rid of it