I know many of you are going through so much bullshit but so am I. So here I am today sitting infront of my laptop writing my suicide note. If you are reading this then… I truly don’t think I am capable of giving advise. My life is fucked up, I am fucked up, and now my death will be fucked up. I checked the kitchen drawers but can’t find a sharp knife. Checked the house no poison so cause of my death is perhaps jumping off the tenth floor of Mapple Revenue. Zach, Luther, Cara, Kham bok su, Sheirey… and all the people to whom I shared my profile of this website I hope you have reached the end of my note. I have nothing more to say, no one to blame I will die with all the secrets inside of me. Alter Wall 40
Each and everyone’s life is precious. Maybe you haven’t met yet with the people who has understood your worth. Please reach out !!!
Buddy no pls. Stop. Talk to us
What happened dude suicide is not the solution
Hey, stop, we can talk about it.