I am going to die.
I know that now... I am going to die really soon.
I can't handle it anymore....
Nothing seems to work.
It is an established fact that no one cares for me, so why bother living?
No one will miss me, or remember me.
No one will care if I live or die, so why pretend to live this torturous life?
Soon, no one will have to bother about me. I will be out of their lives.
I am giving them what they want...
Its not like they will really care about me going away.......
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Thousand Words
General FictionThese are the words written down by a girl who is having depressing thoughts. Read these short paragraphs that depict her thoughts as she battles her depression. These paragraphs are a representation of her feelings and her life. ...
