Bronzehawkattack
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- Mar 16, 2018
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I just broke down weeping a second ago tbh.
I've been spending all of today and yesterday trying to source my preferred methods of suicide.
Either downing Nembutal or suffocating in a nitrogen hood.
And I can't even do that right. I can't even source these two things. They won't let me enjoy happy life, but they won't let me enjoy a blissful death either.
It's like I'm trapped in hell and they won't give me an easy out.
Everything in life I don't have the luck to do. I don't have the luck to have been born normal looking, or even to have had a normal upbringing and thus be social and have a lot of fond memories that don't just involve videogames.
I don't have the luck to have just happened to stumble into a relationship despite being a horrendous looking ethnic. I don't have the luck to have even procure a blissful, ideal suicide method. Instead they would have me splatter my brains on train tracks after several seconds of terror, or free fall hundreds of feet in the air while my body gives me panic signals.
They want me to suffer, just because I'm unlucky.
Or maybe It's my incompetence, maybe someone smarter if placed in my body would have found the love of my life, or managed to procure a nitrogen sui kit.
Either way, I'm so extremely tired of it all. I'm tired of being unfortunate. I'm so tired of failing.
I'm so tired of being an incompetent, hideous, unlovable, disgusting mess.
If there's one thing the universe can grant me, It's my blissful death. That's all I need. I don't need a girlfriend, money, status, none of that, just at least grant me this mercy.
I've been spending all of today and yesterday trying to source my preferred methods of suicide.
Either downing Nembutal or suffocating in a nitrogen hood.
And I can't even do that right. I can't even source these two things. They won't let me enjoy happy life, but they won't let me enjoy a blissful death either.
It's like I'm trapped in hell and they won't give me an easy out.
Everything in life I don't have the luck to do. I don't have the luck to have been born normal looking, or even to have had a normal upbringing and thus be social and have a lot of fond memories that don't just involve videogames.
I don't have the luck to have just happened to stumble into a relationship despite being a horrendous looking ethnic. I don't have the luck to have even procure a blissful, ideal suicide method. Instead they would have me splatter my brains on train tracks after several seconds of terror, or free fall hundreds of feet in the air while my body gives me panic signals.
They want me to suffer, just because I'm unlucky.
Or maybe It's my incompetence, maybe someone smarter if placed in my body would have found the love of my life, or managed to procure a nitrogen sui kit.
Either way, I'm so extremely tired of it all. I'm tired of being unfortunate. I'm so tired of failing.
I'm so tired of being an incompetent, hideous, unlovable, disgusting mess.
If there's one thing the universe can grant me, It's my blissful death. That's all I need. I don't need a girlfriend, money, status, none of that, just at least grant me this mercy.