After everything we’ve been through I’m still treated less than human? I can’t believe I continued to believe.
I ejaculated as the “Circle of Life” came on. Yep, my life is complete.
The second you start taking responsibility for how you act and what you’re doing is the second your life changes. Only you can do that.
No hope, said I, the overbeaten mule,
I’ve pulled a cart that is loaded and full.
My bones, how they ache, from head to my toes,
Worn out by troubles, both new and of old.
Although scripting these troubles is in vain,
At least you will feel a loss that’s the same.
For whence the piper come playing his tune,
Will be the end of all time
For this mule.
Here’s the funny thing about suicide. There is countless commentary about how selfish of an act it is, but what happens when you’re out of options? What happens when all your attempts to reach out have ended in nothing? I’m failing to see the problem with the untimely. Would it not strike reasonable to be selfish?
Note to self: I can’t trust anything anyone says. No one is genuine anymore.
Some days I wish were my last.
My back has become very itchy, and my hands are tired from scratching the backs of others. When is it time to give up?
Totally should be a word. I’ve been using it a lot lately. I mean, I think it’s disingenuous, but ingenuine is so much quicker.
WHO HAS TWO THUMBS AND IS WALKING AROUND HIS APARTMENT NAKED BECAUSE HIS ROOMMATES ARE OUT FOR THE WEEKEND? This guy.
I’m done with chasing people. Caring about people who aren’t willing to put in an effort are just holding me down. Better things are definitely on the horizon.