Rants And Other Randomness

Gone

I just want to dissapear.

I just wish I could jump off a bridge and fall.

Going.

Going.

Gone.

No more worries. No more sadness. No more "You'll never be worth it."

No more pain.

Pain is a funny thing. I hate it so much, but it's a reminder that nothing broke too much because I can still feel the pain.

The pain hurts even more, knowing that everything still works, knowing that I still live a shit life that demands to deprive me of all happiness. Knowing I'm still not good enough, and never will be.

I just want to end it all. Forget about the "life" I've "lived".

That would be stupid. Selfish. Ungrateful. How dare I leave my friends and "Family" to mourn my death. But when I think about it, there's no one who would really care anyway. So maybe I should cut the cord of life and fall.

Going.

Going.

Gone.