Pissing against the wind in Tales of Transhumanism
- Aug. 3, 2014, 10 a.m.
- |
- Public
Aah, Hell, what's the use? Nobody listens to me. Nobody cares. A cry for help isn't any use when no-one gives a fuck.
I wish there was an option so that no-one can leave private notes. I don't like private notes.
Lost my phone yesterday. £60 down the drain. Thought about selling my Vita, but then I'd have nothing to play with at all. Can't do it; my favorite toy.
Money is tighter than ever. I can't get benefits, I can't get work, I can't even get a fucking bank account.
Thinking about suicide. Seems the natural thing to do. Nothing to live for.
I have to stop drinking. Forever. Alcohol is not doing me any favours.
Feel like I'm pissing against the wind. Fuck it.
1 Comment
You must be logged in to comment. Please
sign in or
join Prosebox to leave a comment.
Miso Honey ⋅ August 03, 2014
When I was younger, I thought about suicide a lot. Then one of my friends dad's killed himself.
I saw how it destroyed our community. I am sure he didn't think that was going to happen and was only thinking of easing his pain...but seeing how much his death affected people really changed the way I though about suicide.