The fact that something could go wrong, and I'd have committed su!c!de already, scares me shitless. I have no fucking idea how I managed to not commit with constant su!c!dal thoughts, but I've managed.
When the pain hits THAT hard that you need to work while laying down
I love the fact that with this thing I could cut myself at school and nobody will care!!♡♡
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"But my ribs are hurting too, so help me!!" No, you're saying that just to force me to do something you don't, while I just want to curl up in my bed with this stinging pain in my ribs.
Happy new year everyone!! I finally back!!
I'm so fucked up with these diseases thing. Everyone is taking in my disability first instead of my personality. Everyone wants only to discuss my disease instead of my new hobby. Maybe I'm really just a code in ICD... Ehh... Why can't I throw away my feelings and just accept the fact of me being a living movement disorder.
When people are saying that I'm sick, I don't really want to admit it. I don't feel like I'm suffering enough, like, c'mon... Isn't the word sick means just something more hard to bear? I'm literally doing nothing, but laying in bed and complaining about how hard my illness is, while I still can walk and do some things... Jeez, how tired I'm of these physical conditions...
High blood pressure sucks, especially when you're 13 years old ☠️☠️☠️
TW: CW: SU!C!DE PLAN.
Okay, okay... I think I've suffered enough, so... This is how I wanna end my life.
Firstly, I've decided that I wanna jump off the roof, because this seems the best way to do it. I already found a high-rise building, so I just need to come in, and when I wait for people to open the door for me, I'll start a livestream. Before I jump, I'll cvt myself, and I'll cvt so much that I'll be a piece of meat. After that I'll jump off the roof, hoping that someone will remember me. I'll also wear my favorite clothes, because if die I'd prefer to die only in it.
I want to kill myself because of being disabled. I'm a fucking mess right now. I feel grief, frustration and hopelessness. I wish I could cut myself again.
Doing homework sounds like a complete hell... Why I always wanna kill myself when it comes to school? I have no ideas... At least I have social nets where I can vent out freely, cuz if I vented only to my friends, they'd leave me, I guess... At least doing homework when you aren't hyperactive better than doing it when you wanna chat and etc.
I guess, that I should leave there links on my other social media... Anyway, I should go now....
A prophet of worm worshippers. (Definitely not a guy with athetosis!!)
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