I will do it. I can't stand another a day of watching him with another girl. Or of my parent's not caring about me. Or of my brother not helping me in any of this. I can't stand this uncaring world. I know I'll probably be damned to hell if I commit suicide. But anything is better than this.
I wonder how to do it. A knife to the wrist? It will be bloody, and I don't want to go like that.
Jumping? That will be painful, but fitting. Breaking every bone in my body to match my broken heart.
Decisions, decisions...
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Kurzgeschichten{Highest Rank: #891 in Poetry and #75 in Suicidal} "Why weren't you there when I needed you?" My happiness, my heart is all hanging on a thread. The depression is crushing me. It is suffocating me. I don't want to die yet. "Because we aren't meant t...
