sugarrush-77

I want to kill myself. You know it’s really bad when you’re so comfortable about the thought of killing yourself that it doesn’t manifest itself as a dark thought to you. I no longer feel much resistance to the thought of death. I don’t care about being remembered, I don’t care about the people I’ll be leaving behind, and I don’t know that I care too much about what the future may bring. After all, what has it brought up till now?

Eh. I probably won’t kill myself. What’s the point? I’m too depressed lazy to even do that.