Death. Where are you?

Sometimes I feel like hanging myself up, or shooting myself in the head using my father’s gun. I know I’m still young and I still have a lot of things to look forward to but this shit’s ain’t working anymore.

I’ll post a suicidal note here in my blog, just in case I want to kill myself for good. 🙂

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