This is such bullshit. I'm suicidal, like fucking SUICIDAL. For fuck's sake, I'm too old for that. It's like wetting the god damn bed. But thing is, I'm trying to think up something to look forward to, and there's nothing really coming to mind. I know this is my own fault, that I don't involve myself in anything and therefore can't complain that I'm not involved in anything. But it doesn't help. I'm tired and ambitionless and lonely.
I post this here, where only strangers read it, and then not many, because I'm not going to do it. Don't worry, don't sweat it, I'll wait it out, that's the only thing I'm any good at right now. So if I tell anyone I actually know that I'm suicidal, and then I don't do it, they'll just think I'm attention whoring. I don't care what you people think of me, though. Just don't tell me how much I have to fucking offer. Think of something original, and SINCERE, or don't comment.
I post this here, where only strangers read it, and then not many, because I'm not going to do it. Don't worry, don't sweat it, I'll wait it out, that's the only thing I'm any good at right now. So if I tell anyone I actually know that I'm suicidal, and then I don't do it, they'll just think I'm attention whoring. I don't care what you people think of me, though. Just don't tell me how much I have to fucking offer. Think of something original, and SINCERE, or don't comment.