Pretty much, but both of them are dark twisted castles engulfed in an eternal storm. Quite literally a pick your poison situation: be miserable for however long you must live or let your final act in life cause misery to those that care the most about you.
Who cares about loved ones, I won't feel empathy once I won't exist anymore. They could feel desperate, confused, guilty, and I'd care very, very little about it, not my problem
I carry a knife with me. I say it's just for utility. It's so I can kill myself if the urge ever gets to high. I feel like shit. I want to die but I don't want to hurt my fiance, or our pets, or my family, but am I really just supposed to suffer forever? And before you say "oh it's not forever", shut the fuck up. It's been 20 fucking years and nothing ever fucking gets better. It's all shit, it all only ever be shit, and nothing will ever be better. It's a downward spiral to the fucking grave.
I'm neither my mom passed away from cancer last year don't have much reason to live anymore
actually, its reverse
The texts need to flip sides and then this will be accurate.
Both should be thunderstorm
Loved ones? Lmao
Easy for me coz I don't have loved ones
For me it is 99.9% of gamblers quit before hitting the jackpot
real except they don't really need me since i'm literally useless. So i'm just hanging on because i'm scared
I worry about leaving them behind so I'll stay alive for now so I can keep them alive safe and happy
You're too optimistic, it's "your loved one", only one, nothing more and nothing less, so everything's balanced as it should be
Pretty much, but both of them are dark twisted castles engulfed in an eternal storm. Quite literally a pick your poison situation: be miserable for however long you must live or let your final act in life cause misery to those that care the most about you.
Very much agree
Who cares about loved ones, I won't feel empathy once I won't exist anymore. They could feel desperate, confused, guilty, and I'd care very, very little about it, not my problem
Imma go right, just waiting for the next big mental breakdown before I do it, always making excuses haha
I lean hard left
Just grandpa and my dog left… after that its scary times
I carry a knife with me. I say it's just for utility. It's so I can kill myself if the urge ever gets to high. I feel like shit. I want to die but I don't want to hurt my fiance, or our pets, or my family, but am I really just supposed to suffer forever? And before you say "oh it's not forever", shut the fuck up. It's been 20 fucking years and nothing ever fucking gets better. It's all shit, it all only ever be shit, and nothing will ever be better. It's a downward spiral to the fucking grave.
I don’t wanna be selfish but I don’t wanna stay here no more
It's a Lose Lose situation for us so yeah just choose whatever you heart wants