I keep imagining scenarios where I would kill myself.
How much blood there would be. How many seconds I would agonize.
It feel like the only conclusion of my life. It feels like the only thing that is real.
Nothing is real. Only death is real.
It is the only solution for my problems, because my problems have to do with the past.
There is no redemption. There is nothing you can do. Everyone will judge you, everyone feel what you are like, and evrybody wants you dead.
How much blood there would be. How many seconds I would agonize.
It feel like the only conclusion of my life. It feels like the only thing that is real.
Nothing is real. Only death is real.
It is the only solution for my problems, because my problems have to do with the past.
There is no redemption. There is nothing you can do. Everyone will judge you, everyone feel what you are like, and evrybody wants you dead.