Aphrodite wrote:Anachronism wrote:
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I rented a motel room, and I had a bottle of jamenson and a rope ready. I realized there really weren't proper fixtures to hang from and that I was an idiot for buying a nylon rope as I fastened it around my neck. Composing a note while listening to closer by joy division wasnt as glamorous as it was in my imagination. I said fuck it, puked in the toilet, and passed out and checked out early at 4 am and went to work.
That's when I knew you die eventually you might as well live
This is such a great realization, i’m so glad you’re still here, wishing you all the best with life
Ssuicide is permanent, life is not