No one texts me or initiates conversation with me on a daily basis. My text thread is filled with endless spam texts and loan offers. I've given up on trying to meet people who will stick around or be anything more than a casual acquaintance.
I go to work, come back to my apartment, drink half a bottle of whiskey, pop a xanax, go to sleep, and do the same thing the next day.
If I were to finally kill myself, the only reason I would be found would be because my landlord shows up to my door enraged at me for missing two months of rent and not responding to her texts, only to possibly notice the stench of my rotting corpse from the door.
I go to work, come back to my apartment, drink half a bottle of whiskey, pop a xanax, go to sleep, and do the same thing the next day.
If I were to finally kill myself, the only reason I would be found would be because my landlord shows up to my door enraged at me for missing two months of rent and not responding to her texts, only to possibly notice the stench of my rotting corpse from the door.
glows me
