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I want to be hit by a car.
I want it to run me over twice just to make sure I'm dead.
I want to get in a fight so I come up on the wrong end, dead.
I want to feel a cold knife against the muscles, the bones.
I want to be crushed by a tree or rhinoceros, doesn't matter what.
I want to feel my bones snap and my skin tear.
I want to feel anything.
I want to feel nothing.
I want to be gone.
Don't call the psych ward, I won't go back. I'm not acting on it, just feeling those feels.
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