pelafina

Sometimes I envy those who actually commit suicide.

I think our minds always drift to the thought.

I've tried once.
And felt really stupid afterward.

I do however catch myself staring into nothing or daydreaming about
slashing my veins open more often then normal lately. And my only
reassurance that I won't do it, is that I don't think I would.

I think I'm more depressed then I want to admit too lately.
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