hatred.

i wonder why im feeling so depressed.




fucking fucking depressed.





so depressed.




depressed.





DEPRESSED.




suicidal thoughts are running through my head.
and i thought i was almost always optimistic.



perhaps its the weather.
perhaps.




perhaps its jus mood swings.
funny i had never had such extreme mood swings tt often in the past.




oh right.
another possibility. i've changed.
pple do change, right? oh well.




ooh jumping off a HDB flat definitely isnt the way i want to die.
sooo unglam.



popping pills wouldnt be too cool either.
cutting wrists?
nah.
i can feel the pain already.




im too young to die.
my parents'll be upset.



so tell me.
tell me you fucking bunch of asses.
who's the bravest soul out there?
please stand out and allow me to cut you.



let me cut you.
slit ur wrists. bash you up. kick you. slap you. and what have you.



perhaps i'll be happier.
perhaps.




please kill me.
bcos i fucking hate myself now.