...I have been thrown into a depresion...there i am constantly numb and weak..that is why the though of ******** ending it all comes to thought every second of the waking hours...and then i dream about it in my sleep...It hurts with a passion...I want it to end and go to hever or hell...I have a good life...i will admit that, but this blow has knocked me off my feet and into a pit of nails...i am lost and i am now finding myself to think about how i will die soon...pitiful...weak..and ******** it..
Ghost of Nothing · Tue Apr 19, 2005 @ 05:16am · 2 Comments |