No you guys are right, I’m on the edge of a knife. I’m constantly flipping back and forth between jumping off a bridge or hanging myself in the basement. I see no light in this dark, damp, dreary, dogmatic, doomed world. I am fading, the light is fading. Hear my final bleating cry.
I do fine
Edit: lol at the downvotes.
No you guys are right, I’m on the edge of a knife. I’m constantly flipping back and forth between jumping off a bridge or hanging myself in the basement. I see no light in this dark, damp, dreary, dogmatic, doomed world. I am fading, the light is fading. Hear my final bleating cry.