Why live hating myself everyday when i dont have to be here anymore , when i dont have to think anymore. i could just be gone and done with life.
Im really suicidal , and i went to cut myself today, as a general coping mechanism but i stopped and realized that cutting myself wont help. its not enough. its not gunna kill me unless i saw my arm off or something. i dont want to live anymore. what is the point. there is none.
im not gay im not gay im not gay im not gay. but im so gayy. man why is my head thinking like this right now?
new tumblr guyz new tumblr
there will be way more shit on my new blog to creep about me