Be sure to think it over a million times before taking your life - it’s grossly over-rated.
It’s nothing like you might expect.
As you’re going out, and your life is slipping away, you’ll feel a horrible blackness that’s impossible to describe, that will make the distress you’ve felt seem like a sunny day in the park.
Five seconds before you’re all gone is when you realize what you’re about to give up, that no longer will you feel the sun shining on your face, or the breeze moving your hair. Five seconds before you’re gone, you realize that you’re new home is a tiny little box, hideously dark, terribly cold, buried six-feet under the ground, and there’s nothing you can do to turn back. Look in the mirror and imagine your face rotting off to the bone. Any damage you think you’ve done to yourself can’t even come close to this.
I cannot focus for the life in me to finish this damn paper right now. I only have a page left =_= and the sooner i finish the sooner i get to sleep. the less work i have to do the more i procrastinate. so pathetic. i have no self control/will power




