I wish to be tossed
Onto the soft, rich topsoil
And devoured quickly
By wriggling worms and insects.
I wish I was dead.

If i don't make it through the night, don't hurt yourself. There are alot of people that can replace me.

Delete me from this world

I can't live without:
My partner
My bestfriend
It's a short list but it saves me everytime.

After thorough calculations there
are two possible outcomes of
arguing with my family:

Either one day the arguments will end patriarchy,
or one day the arguments will end me.