How Are You Supposed To Just Get Up And Go To School And Go To Work And Come Home And Make Dinner And

it feels so weird and wrong starting over. i don't like this.

being online but not responding to anyone

not being able to kill myself is the worst feeling

Screaming at the top of my lungs

"I fucking deserve this"

"Baby was it worth it?"

Guess I wasn't worth shit

being pissed while suicidal is leading up to a great idea later tonight

all I keep thinking is

fuck you

and

i hate you

“I feel like a loser without any future

cut open my head

and rip out the tumor

you make me wanna fucking end it sooner

let me respawn like a first person shooter”

you don't care you don't care you don't care about me. I told you. I told you and you only acknowledge it with a "oh" before changing topics. what's new. nothing's fucking new cause you don't care about me. you'll respond with the same thing if I told you I'll be bleeding out on the bathroom floor tonight.

I love how I even told him of how much I've been trying to die and failing lately. and all he has to say is "mm.."

im getting so fucking upset I'm about to look for attention in the wrong people and places again.

“whats your plan b?” - suicide