(or cyanide)
Tonight would be the night I commit suicide. I'm so fucking spent as is, and nothing is even worth the struggle anymore.
All life is doing is turning me into a selfish bitch, who is starting not to give a fuck about others.
EDIT: This isn't for pity or any shit btw. I just needed to get this out before I have an emo meltdown. I've become very prone to those.
Post edited at 8:45 pm on Jan. 26, 2012 by Cenere
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- Your existence is irrelevant.
|"THEN ACCEPT YOUR DESTINY CENERE OF THE HOUSE OF SUPERSEXY."|