-- Posted by blufindr at 8:09 pm on Jan. 9, 2009 Everything is good. And I still want to die. My life has been made devoid of purpose. And no, it's not just a matter of getting up and doing something new. I can't do it anymore. All I want now is some sleeping pills and a nice big bottle of vodka. I constantly fuck this up. If I were to stop existing tomorrow, I doubt many people would know or care. If I am to be non-contributive, let me do it from somewhere else. I'm sick of fighting demons in my head. I'm sick of fighting. Let me die in peace. Stop trying to talk me into saving myself. -- Posted by Lohrbas at 8:11 pm on Jan. 9, 2009 But you are my favorite asian =\ -- Posted by gwen gardner at 8:12 pm on Jan. 9, 2009 O.K. i wont try to save you but i'll be here if you need me. -- Posted by thatswhathesaid at 8:15 pm on Jan. 9, 2009 i would care. i dont kno you but u still matter and im here if you want to talk -- Posted by theyareAs at 10:18 pm on Jan. 9, 2009 you remind me of girl interuptted, bottle of pills chased by a bottle of vodka. Life is so worth living for, you just gota refind that purpose or drive to keep going on. Please feel better n talk to someone close. -- Posted by TinyHere at 10:41 pm on Jan. 9, 2009 The mere fact that you have internet makes you luckier than like 25% of the world's population at the moment. House to live in: 30-45%. -- Posted by blufindr at 11:26 pm on Jan. 9, 2009 Quote: from TinyHere at 5:41 pm on Jan. 10, 2009 The mere fact that you have internet makes you luckier than like 25% of the world's population at the moment. House to live in: 30-45%. I know that. Still. Vodka, please.