Sometimes I wonder how everyones lives would be if I was gone. Killing yourself is so easy to do. Maybe not mentally, but physically it is. I feel so worthless. Like such a fuck up. I know I’m not going anywhere in life. To be honest I wish I was dead. Im ready to just give up. But then again there are still some things that keep me holding on. I wouldn’t mind dying, I just don’t want to kill myself.