I’m going to try to clear something up. I personally don’t think I’m suicidal. Yes, I’m despondently depressed, inexpressibly frustrated, sad beyond words at times, more like a dark pit of thick gooey tar like substance wrapped around my ankles nad neck not letting me climb out or scream for help. I am, the living breathing version of Murphy’s law and Charlie Brown all wrapped into a female body. Now, even though i talk about not wanting to be hear on this stupid planet anymore, doesn’t mean I’m going to try to kill myself. Because i am the living embodiment of those two characters it means i cant do anything right. Yes, if a meteor was heading to earth and it was classified as ELE (extinction level event) I would be the first person to be right under where that bitch is supposed to land. Ive tried to kill myself before and it didn’t work. I cant do a thing right. And because things i have tried in the past and not succeeded at have proven this point, i will not be making any attempts at suicide. I cant do anything right. I am a reject. No one wants me. And if you think it’s because of all this, you’re fucking crazy. I’m like this because of this fucked up world. The other oxygen needing beings on this planet choose to treat each other like shit. Some wayyy more than others. Mouth breathers like bullies, scammers, liars, cheaters, absuers, i hope you get my drift at this point. A sensitive person is not meant for this world. There are too many shits out there who like to ruin other peoples lives for no other reason than they themselves are assholes. I’ve been dealing with bullies andshitheads my whole life. It takes its tole. Don’t go sicking the etiquette police on my ass. Try telling those people out there who are asswipes, to stop being mean, stop bullying other people. Just stop. Try being in the solution for a change, help your fellow person don’t hate them. Don’t kick someone when they are already as down as the can get.

If anyone one really wants to help. Really, fine, talk to me, take me out for a smoothie or coffee or something casual, see how funny and lovable i am then tell someone else, or ask me out on a second date. Get to know me. And then tell someone you know who doesn’t have a lot going on to find another person like me and take them out. No one is getting married. There’s no commitment, just break the cycle. Other wise stop squealing and do the action yourself instead of pushing it on someone else. Because no one else is going to help just you won’t s and so i give up.