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is there really a reason to keep going? is there? what awaits me other than a slow decay? why suffer? why live in fear and pain and agony when all i have to do is fall asleep and i'll be at peace forever. all i wish for is to be at peace forever. living is nothing but agony. from the moment i wake to the moment i fall asleep. so many ghosts and so many specters follow me and latch on to me and drag me down. i want all of this to stop. i want all of this to fucking end. i don't want to live anymore. i don't want to be alive. i want this to end now. i want to be happy again. like how happy i was when i was little. i haven't been happy like that in years. truly happy.
all my friends are gone. all my friends have left me. i didn't need them anyway. they're dead to me just like how i'm probably dead to them. less people to miss me. less people to talk me down.