my mom is coming over tomorrow, and I'm thinking maybe tomorrow just before she arrives I would swallow all my pills...then let her in when she buzzes my appartment and tell her I don't feel well so I'll go lay down...she wouldnt suspect a thing until it would be too late...and in the same thing she could take care of my baby piggies...they wouldn't starve to death that way....
Why does life have to be about pain? I'm tired of the pain, and no one helping me...no one really cares...I can barely take care of myself...everything is a mess...I'm a poor existence of a person...why not end it...
Why does life have to be about pain? I'm tired of the pain, and no one helping me...no one really cares...I can barely take care of myself...everything is a mess...I'm a poor existence of a person...why not end it...