And tonight I want to die.
I want to tell each and every person that cares that I love them, then go to my room, lock the door, and just fade away. No worries, no cares, only me and myself being pulled into nonexistence. I could just leave everything behind. I could be weightlessly dragged into the black of nothing. I can feel the last tendrils of my meds letting me go, and I’m falling back into my on mind. I hate this, I hate everything, and I need to go. Is that so wrong?