I can’t wait for the day I fall asleep next to someone I’m in love with. Just think about it, waking up and seeing them and getting a really big smile. It sounds amazing.
Sitting dumbfounded in a car. Priceless.
You know, there are really two types of motivation for me. There are my friends and Chelsea, who make me want to be a good, successful person just because they’re supportive. And then there are those other people who openly talk about regretting knowing me. And one day I’m gonna make them want to stab themselves in the face.
So I was just going through the suicide tag, because I have nothing better to do with my life. I hate all of the “I don’t know you, but I love you” posts. If I random stranger came up to you and said “Do you love me?”, you would mace them. Don’t lie. People just don’t want other people to commit suicide because they would feel responsible. Who the hell would really care if I died, after about 30 seconds of mourning, if that? I’m just so done. I’ve always wanted to die. I’ve just never had the balls to kill myself.