The guilt is still piling up, and so are my suicidal thoughts.
I'm so done with everything, I'm so tired of life and I'm sick of my existence.
I just wanted to kill myself.
I want to end it all; I want to end everything.
Everything's over to me, including my life.
I just want to fall asleep and never wake up again.
JUST TAKE ME HOME ALREADY. I WANT TO GO HOME. I JUST WANT THE PAIN AND MYSELF TO END PERMANENTLY.
I can't do this anymore, and I refuse to.