TW: talk of suicide, Self hate, and mentions of anxiety.
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I want to hang myself. I want to feel the rope against my neck and the slight burn in my lungs.I want to hear the strain of the ceiling to hold up my dangling body as I slowly slip from consciousness. But I won't. I will stay on the shit-show of an Earth for my friends and my beloved. The only people who truly make my life worth living.
Why do I have to rely on other people to have motivation to stay alive? Why can't I just be the normal happy-go-lucky teenager with bright eyes and glistening smile. Why do I have to depressed and suicidal and pretend I'm fine. I do that a lot. I pretend I'm fine a lot. I often whisper the words to myself if I'm getting anxious.
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A Collection of Troubling Thoughts
CasualeAs the titles says, I will probably be adding trigger warnings at the top before I publish them if I don't, be weary.
