So that I can stop worrying about when it’s going to happen
I hate that you left us. I hate that you forgot my birthday. I hate that you took your life.
i want to feel the sickening and painful effects of anorexia; that way i will know that it is working. if i don’t feel it in the next 12 months, i will be using these same hands to write a suicide note.
I’m afraid to J walk because i’m tempted to just walk out in front of traffic, and end it all.
The only reason why I haven’t tried committing suicide is because everyone says you’ll go to hell and I don’t want to go to hell
I’m pretty sure he’d kill himself If he knew about him
I’ve tried to kill myself twice, after the pills didn’t help I switched to pot: I’ve never been happier 🙂