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I think about dying At least once a day It's gotten to the point Where I crave death: To the point where suicide Doesn't seem so bad and selfish and cruel But more like a solution to all my problems Of course, I'd rather die From natural causes But the progression is way too slow So, I'm trying to speed it up a little By destroying my body in the best possible ways: -Junk food -Laziness -And bad ******* hygiene
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Jan 8, 2021
Jan 8, 2021 at 12:18 AM UTC
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I think about dying At least once a day It's gotten to the point Where I crave death: To the point where suicide Doesn't seem so bad and selfish and cruel But more like a solution to all my problems Of course, I'd rather die From natural causes But the progression is way too slow So, I'm trying to speed it up a little By destroying my body in the best possible ways: -Junk food -Laziness -And bad ******* hygiene
You're all welcome to my funeral. I'll be in a glass coffin so everyone can take turns watching my body rot. ♡^♡
Clove
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Stuck In My Head
Jan 8, 2021
Jan 8, 2021 at 12:18 AM UTC
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