It's Over The call of the rope beckons.

[MidnightMetro1]

It's like a song. I bought some rope a few months ago. I keep it on my coffee table. Every time I look at it, I can almost hear beautiful music. It's as if it's singing to me. I can't go on like this for much longer.

Being a sub-5 male is truly eternal torment. This is a very unfortunate reality.

 

[SlutLiberationFront]

It's like a song. I bought some rope a few months ago. I keep it on my coffee table. Every time I look at it, I can almost hear beautiful music. It's as if it's singing to me. I can't go on like this for much longer.

Being a sub-5 male is truly eternal torment. This is a very unfortunate reality.

I found a very good rope but my family would freak the fuck out if they saw me with it anywhere, especially keeping it near to me since they know I am depressed and suicidal. If I could, I would have bought it and keep it near to me in times where I need to see that I have a way out and relief, some kinda of comfort. I would just think "yeah I can end this... and everything all together will end. Who cares if it's a permanent solution? My problems are not temporary."