Everything I do I fuck up. I'm just a fuck up. I can't fucking do anything. I'm going to fail all of my classes this semester. It doesn't matter I'm fucking done with this shit regardless, I already know that I won't get my degree anyways so why bother? "I want to be the first suicide that does it only for loving curiosity of the unknown." I won't be, but I like the sentiment. "In all honesty I can't remember if we both killed ourselves that night or not."