I'm probably going to kill my self in a matter of weeks,
Sometimes the profound melancholy gets too much. my account is pretty much inactive, I don't really do anything anymore.
In a sense I fear death, hence why I'm still here writing this; I have not nearly enough pills to od my only option is to jump off a clif, it seems painful and I couldn't do it last time. The presumed pain it too much for my brain to fathom and it's difficult to just discontinue life when there isn't a single way to tell what occurs after it. I wish there was some specific heavenly place, though I highly doubt that. It is probably just endless nothingness like before one is born. Another one of my fears, becoming nothing. But why stay if the only thing keeping me here is fear?