don t want to do anything other than sleep drink or smoke because the future is hopeless because the past can not be changed and lost time is gone forever the logic center of my brain is screaming at me to exit this situation and that there s only one way that living in these condition is meaningless and all the more painful i ve tried everything i even treated myself a a stranger talking to myself a if talking to another telling them i love them and i would look after them and i forced myself to talk back i ve delved deep into question none right in the head would want to touch there s just nothing left to do i ve even begged for help pill only work a long a you take them even then they only take the pain away not the desire for death because it s all pointless in the end to hell with people who love me i m gone
don t want to do anything other than sleep drink or smoke because the future is hopeless because the past can not be changed and lost time is gone forever the logic center of my brain is screaming at me to exit this situation and that there s only one way that living in these condition is meaningless and all the more painful i ve tried everything i even treated myself a a stranger talking to myself a if talking to another telling them i love them and i would look after them and i forced myself to talk back i ve delved deep into question none right in the head would want to touch there s just nothing left to do i ve even begged for help pill only work a long a you take them even then they only take the pain away not the desire for death because it s all pointless in the end to hell with people who love me i m gone
No quiero hacer nada más que dormir beber o fumar porque el futuro no tiene esperanza porque el pasado no puede ser cambiado y el tiempo perdido se ha ido para siempre el centro lógico de mi cerebro me está gritando para salir de esta situación y que sólo hay una manera de que vivir en esta condición es sin sentido y lo más doloroso he intentado todo Incluso he tratado a un extraño hablando conmigo mismo si hablar con otro diciéndoles que los amo y me vería obligado a hablar de nuevo he profundizado profundamente en cuestión ninguno derecho en la cabeza quisiera tocar allí es sólo que no hay nada que hacer incluso he suplicado que la píldora de ayuda sólo trabajar un largo tiempo a que se les lleva incluso entonces sólo el dolor no el deseo de la muerte porque todo es inútil en el final al infierno con la gente que me ama me he ido