I wish i could hang myself, it would make me forget all of the horroble things that have happened to me on my lifetime.
They all say i am worthless, because they think that it affects me. But truthfully i think i myself am worthless, i have no reason to live.
I could easily string up the rope, grab the chair. It was t hard. My parents arent here, i live with my bitch of an aunt. She wouldnt care about me.
The only thing she would care about is my blood on her pristine white carpet from africa. I would just be one tick off her list of things she had to take care of.
Nobody would care, or notice. Im invisible, just another random person with severe depression. Just another person who commited.
I thought that was what would have been the case, but i was wrong. Amd im glad that i didnt, because than i would not have met my savior.
