Sad Short Stories

To afraid to die. To coward to live.

Everyone is afraid to die.

Not me.

I would prefer that actually.

Death.

It's a glorious thing to think of.

Of cause some people would disagree.

They're the ones afraid to die.

The one Alive today and are reading this.

Your to coward to live.

I will starve my self to get the perfect body.

I will scar my skin to live.

I will die just to get the suffering of others over and done with.

Cause who's really suffering??

You??

Or the ones around you???

I steal.

I lie.

I can't even trust my fucking sister.

I get shown no respect.

I'm treated like Cinderella.

I change personalities with people.

I act cold and heartless.

When really, I'm fucking dying on the inside.

I tear myself up.

I'm not right for my girlfriend.

How can I ever make her happy??

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