So I'm feeling suicidal again not as badly as last time however I tried to slit my wrists last night, slitting my wrists - my blade wasn't sharp enough (it's a fucking carpet cutter aswell!) yeah so now I have a huge ass line on my both my arms and a suicide letter I've written in my bag and I'm so fucking tired couldn't get to sleep at all last night until like 1am, maybe I didn't do it right? I think my best bet is jumping off a bridge or idyllically there's a beach like a mile away I used to walk there all the time, I could always go there and jump of the end, I've contemplated it strongly before.
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To Be, Or Not To Be.
Horror100% Triggering. (I was very ill when I wrote this,im alot better than I was and im still a bit fucked) The story starts from 2018-now and I was struggling long before that but started writing writing when I was planning to die,Ugh I am so pathetic...
