Sitting on the toilet with tears in my eyes. Making sure I get my thoughts down before I'm too lazy to do so. Why is it that it's always too good to be true? Why do we have to be such horrible people?
I'm so tired. Tired of life and it's complications. I remember thinking about suicide when I was a kid. I sure was dramatic. I think I've grown from that. But today while I drove home from work I thought about it again. I'm not going to do it, but I just haven't thought about it in a while.
Now you're wondering what in the world happened that is making me feel this way. The answer is, everything.
As pathetic as I may sound, these are my thoughts. Suicide is very scary. I feel the pain of all the people whom has thought about suicide the only thing is I will never do it.
As horrible as I think life may be, I have to keep living for all the reasons that I don't want to be living for.