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I don’t want to do this anymore

I’m so sick of it

Was already driven half crazy by it

Finally a moment of peace

I don’t want anything from anyone

I’ll just eat what’s left in my freezer and that’ll be it

And either I’ll lose weight and finally be the correct size to matter

Or I’ll die

I don’t need food

That has been proven clear by the fact that I can eat nothing and lose no weight

It’s probably a relief

It’s better like this

They would have rathered it be me anyways

I’m nothing

Can’t offer anything

I don’t want to play games

I want to have someone to talk to

Not feel silenced because I’m inconvenient

Sick of virtual everything

Sick of it

Virtual everything

With a bunch of devices I can’t part with or I won’t have anything to do in the part of the days I’m sane for a moment

I’m a petulant child

But she doesn’t want anything to do with me anyways

If I’m going to suffer in silence make it total silence without this false hope of salvation

I doubt she’ll notice

Better to just disappear

I’m only eating what’s in the fridge because it’s wasteful not to

Regret is a fine maiden indeed

I’ll have to rehome my animals anyways so might as well just

Just disappear

What was the point of this life?

Why did you drag me so far for no reason?

Better to not exist

Everything else will go on with or without me

Without me the government with have some change to throw at some other disabled person until this world is done with them like it is me

I want to go home

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