ive thought about it just about every day since i swallowed the big juicy black pill
Every day for as long as I can remember, I'll never have the courage to actually do it though
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Every single day for most of my life. I think I'll do it eventually, but right now I still have some hope.
a lot
Every day
A couple of times a week, still have stuff I want to do so I'm not ready.
literally every minute, every day.
All because of hypergamous cunts stole my youth and ruined my life.
All because of hypergamous cunts stole my youth and ruined my life.
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I don't exaggerate when I say something reminds me of suicide every few minutes, at the minimum. I'm absolutely obsessed with death.
Every hour minimum
I honestly don’t, I dunno I still get some enjoyment out of drifting aimlessly in life, even if I feel like shit through most of it. Plus I still love the fact that I’m not a fucking teen anymore, it’s been years but ho-lee, that time period was a nightmare.
Recently I'd say once a week but not seriously really
it's pretty much a daily, either wake up feeling like toasted shit or something happens during the day to remind me oh yeah i also have suicide as an option.
Often.
A few times a week no doubt.
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The thoughts come and go every now and then, i know i'll never actually do it though
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More often than not although I'll never actually do it... Now... that is...
When I become an invalid due to my deteriorating skeletal condition which is deliberately being untreated by the health care AND after I've tied everything up BY seeing that my close family are taken care of than I'll end my life as I'll have nothing to live for nor want to be a burden on my close family. I don't care about hell as I already am living in hell. God only wants "penitent" chads or stacies to add to the suicide fuel.
Outside my close family nobody knows or gives a shit about me. So my existence will fade from peoples memories which I believe it is already doing if not done so already.
When I become an invalid due to my deteriorating skeletal condition which is deliberately being untreated by the health care AND after I've tied everything up BY seeing that my close family are taken care of than I'll end my life as I'll have nothing to live for nor want to be a burden on my close family. I don't care about hell as I already am living in hell. God only wants "penitent" chads or stacies to add to the suicide fuel.
Outside my close family nobody knows or gives a shit about me. So my existence will fade from peoples memories which I believe it is already doing if not done so already.
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