maybe i’ll disappear.
Alone on Xmas night…
If my final words were gonna be on this dead wesbite, it’d be “Thanks for letting me live even if it was for a moment. I lost my war, my demons have won and I shall be forgotten. I wasted my life once I guess I am losing my second chance now but thanks and goodbye”
I’ve been expressing my urge to cease my existence, my life is tragic as it is. I really wanted some form of spark of life to keep me going but now… I’ve hit my wall. The first step will be to erase my presence and life of isolation and solitude, the next step is to savour the little things that kept me from not just ending it all and the final step, well I guess we all know where that is going. To whom ever reads, don’t mind me, I was never here to begin with.
Where all my haters at… curse at my existence.