Don't worry

I might be actually done.

I've tried. I've tried so hard for so long but it's been hard to fight for so fucking long.

I shouldn't be here.

Existence hurts.

I've been working on it for years.

The silly thing is a part of me still wishes....

everyone comes for me for their suicidal thoughts

and I help them I talk to them I tell them how wonderful they are

how much I love them and how the world would be worse without them.

I'm not doing it now.

Obvs.

I had a FAIRLY SOLID plan before. But realizing there's much more.

No one reads this.

I've literally been yelling to the abyss for a decade. 

It's kind of hilarious. 

Again nothing is happening if any little weirdo shows up

Doubtful since I'm pretty sure I put my previous plans here.