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mrsuxhia · 5 years
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My conclusion
"Dear diary." This is it. I have ended my miserable life.
I couldn´t take this shit any more. Being trapped in this fucked up world for the rest of my life is just not worth it.
The surgeons told me that everythink would be ok, they gave me hope ,only to crush it under the soles of their feet and watch me destroy myself.
They lied to me!
They didn´t know what it felt like! I thought I can handle my emotions, control them, contain them, prove them all wrong, but i was just too weak.
I let it slip Though my fingers, out of my grip.
It poisoned me, it clouded my mind.
They didn´t know anythink, they only feel the cold touch of their knives!
They gave me antidepressants.
It helped me think clearly, to see things through.
I took a couple of extra pills this afternoon,
they showed me what i had to do in this... short moment of clarity.
They showed me that there was noone and nothing worth living for.
They showed me how fake my friends and my doctor were. how they were laughing at me behind thier masks when i wasn´t looking.
Laughing at me, my life, thinking that they are so good, that they are better than me.
Pretending that they cre about me, it´s all bullshit!
The pills showed me the truth today, they always did.
They opend my eyes, they gave me wisdom, and i acted upon it.
So i had to kill my "mentor", my "counsellor". heh i had to take them down with me.
Oh i wish i could´ve taken everybody with me, but unfortunately, my situation kaes that impossible.
To whoever is reading this:I hope my dead body will haunt you forever.
Have fun scraping my brains of the wall.
Fuck You.
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