August 2012
13 posts
Kill me. Kill me now. I want it fast. I'm not scared of dying anymore. I accept that my life will be a mess. That everything...Well the person I once loved is now the person that chooses someone else over me. It's ok. Kill me. I don't wish to live anymore. I'm being tortured enough just being alive with people who don't care about me. It's ok. I want to die. I'm worth nothing.
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