with my first ever paycheck i bought myself two canisters of helium incase i ever wanted to kill myself so i hid them in my closet and then i ended up living so they were just there for years and i finally decided to get rid of them so i recruited my mom to help me dispose of them properly bcs they’re literally metal canisters of compressed gas so you gotta recycle them properly and her response was to put them on her church-mom-swap group chat saying ‘my daughter bought these for a special occasion that never came to pass, they’re available for free if anyone can pick them up!!’ speechless.
DC's 'Twas the 'Mite Before Christmas #1 - "Streaks in the Sky" (2023)
written by Michael W. Conrad art by Gavin Guidry & Ryan Cody
Wouldn't mind dying in my sleep tonight.
rainbowpaw is thinking about suicide
i can’t do it anymore. i just want to give up on everything. i have nothing left to give.
I hope one day i am brave enough to just end my life because I can’t take this anymore, I’m so fucking sick of being a fuck up no matter how hard I try it’s never fucking enough.
I'm so close to just saying couples get the big bed and you invite me up whenever. Like, I'm sick of not being chosen.
Will it ever get better?
Was it such a big ask to have them say they'd be proud of me