Venting I dont want to exist

[war_with_myself]

My copes have run dry, I can no longer live like this

 

[RandomGuy]

Jew everybody and be happy.

Pineapple is the happy juice.

 

[Diocel]

no courage to end it?

 

[Praise the Sun]

Try NoFap. Helps me with my depression.

 

[idk125]

Try NoFap. Helps me with my depression.

I am also doing nofap can I have a chat with u regarding this topic

 

[Praise the Sun]

I am also doing nofap can I have a chat with u regarding this topic

Ofc brocel

 

[war_with_myself]

no courage to end it?

No courage. I think I need a break from this site and go outside

 

[Diocel]

No courage. I think I need a break from this site and go outside

get good sleep, good food, some sunlight and exercise if you feel like it.
hopefully it will lift ur moral a lil bit

 

[DepravedAndDeprived]

I find some comfort in the idea that all traces of my existence will eventually be gone from the universe. A hundred years from now, some people who knew me might still be around. Two hundreds years ago, perhaps an anecdote or two still lives in someone's memory. But after that, I will have vanished from the Earth, and no-one will know I ever lived.

 

[Zhou Chang-Xing]

No courage. I think I need a break from this site and go outside

That might be a good idea, fresh air usually helps clear up the mind.

 

[Unlucky coalition]

View: https://youtu.be/AAq9x8JXxSU

 

[InMemoriam]

I find some comfort in the idea that all traces of my existence will eventually be gone from the universe. A hundred years from now, some people who knew me might still be around. Two hundreds years ago, perhaps an anecdote or two still lives in someone's memory. But after that, I will have vanished from the Earth, and no-one will know I ever lived.

Sounds so romantic

 

[Deleted member 44462]

It'll get bettER

 

[nystagmuscel]

I find some comfort in the idea that all traces of my existence will eventually be gone from the universe. A hundred years from now, some people who knew me might still be around. Two hundreds years ago, perhaps an anecdote or two still lives in someone's memory. But after that, I will have vanished from the Earth, and no-one will know I ever lived.

Never understood people who want to be remembered. It always calms me down to think that one day everything I’ve ever done will be wiped clean