I’m a worthless piece of crap, no one should ever have to deal with me ever again. I have vivid dreams and thoughts of how I could kill myself. I wish I could get the balls to do it. Get in my truck and drive into a bridge at 100mph, jump off a bridge, get hit by a car or train, shoot myself in my room. The possibilities are endless! Which one should I choose? I don’t deserve to live another minute. I can’t make the right decisions, I fuck things up that are going well for myself and others, I make others angry, no one cares to talk to me, I’m the one who starts the messages or conversation, I’m never the one who gets invited or told that I’m cared for without me having to ask. I’m trash that should’ve jumped off the bridge in 2018. Please, someone kill me! I’ll let you keep whatever I have on me. I’m a 26 year of virgin who will probably die that way, not knowing what it’s like to be loved by a woman I claim for myself. I’ll die before I’m 30. I can’t imagine living past that.