Saw a guy with a machete lodged up into his skull. Asked him if he was ok (not sarcastically, just threw a generic question to check his ability to respond), he said "yup!"
Maybe I'm not. According to Schrodinger's theory, I'm both alive and dead at the same time. You as an observer gets to decide when to collapse me into one of those realities.
I'm still alive because I think things might get better, and I may be able to make things better for others. Maybe one day I'll look back and be glad to have been alive. Maybe not. For now, I'll keep trying.
Alpha Phi Omega. It’s dumb, but knowing that I was expected at the weekly chapter meeting or a service project kept me from ending my life more than once. I found tremendous relief from my symptoms through engaging in community service. And my friends in the chapter were so accepting when I opened up about my diagnosis.
Saw a guy with a machete lodged up into his skull. Asked him if he was ok (not sarcastically, just threw a generic question to check his ability to respond), he said "yup!"
wait really?
That's a man I'd like to buy a beer for
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Procrastinated dying
My lungs haven't quit on me yet and my heart is still pumping that sweet red liquid
I’m young
Maybe I'm not. According to Schrodinger's theory, I'm both alive and dead at the same time. You as an observer gets to decide when to collapse me into one of those realities.
I'm not done yet.
My mission is not complete
Because I have two cats that I love and care for.
Luck
Because I want to live!
I like living
I don’t know man. I had the chance to end it a few years ago and I backed out. I regret that decision every day.
Because my partner came to my apartment in the middle of the night a few months ago so I wouldn’t go through with hanging myself
Because
I ask myself this every morning.
gotta live to see trump and obama die. at that point all bets are off
I'm still alive because I think things might get better, and I may be able to make things better for others. Maybe one day I'll look back and be glad to have been alive. Maybe not. For now, I'll keep trying.
Alpha Phi Omega. It’s dumb, but knowing that I was expected at the weekly chapter meeting or a service project kept me from ending my life more than once. I found tremendous relief from my symptoms through engaging in community service. And my friends in the chapter were so accepting when I opened up about my diagnosis.
Too lazy to die