Tw: suicide
What's the point in living?
Nobody makes me happy
I don't smile at everyone
I don't find anything funny
I don't know who cares for me
I make everyone laugh
Not myself
I can't fake it
Not for long
I'm at my wits end
Maybe if I stand outside I'll die
It's cold enough to kill me
But that'll take to long
So here we are
Dads boat ropes
Tied to the ceiling fan
My body on a chair
My neck in the loop
The chair gone
I clicked the fan on
It hurts
It
Hurts
I see light
I let my cardigan fall
My glasses off my face
Tears stopping
A smile rising
I'm free
Goodbye world
Patton Sanders
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Who needs freedom?
When you can suffer for about 60-100 years!!
Being a human isn't so bad is it?!
Bye - R.E.
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