Honestly, I doubt anyone would give a shit if I disappeared...

I know when I'm not wanted. I know that feeling too well.

I've reached my lowest point once again. It's always this time of year that I end up like this.

I just want to disappear. I don't want to fight anymore... every part of me hurts so goddamn much. Just let me give up. I give up.

If I don't kill myself then let this guilt kill me.

How many more days, weeks, months, years must I carry these memories with me?

I'm too fucking tired. I'm too broken to keep this up.

I'm not who I used to be. Nor do I want to be.

I survived this long because I ignored my heart... but now I can't.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuucking bullshit. I just want to sleep and never wake up.